"What's going on!"
Both of them were shocked.
“Senior brother, could that voice be…” Ma Gege’s face turned pale.
"It's an emergency alarm..." Although the senior brother tried his best to remain calm, the violent fluctuations in his breathing betrayed the turmoil in his heart.
He had only heard of emergency alarms, never experienced one in reality. Historically, the number of times the immortal sects had sounded alarms was very few, only in times of extraordinary crisis, indicating that the entire sect was on high alert and everyone was ready to go to the battlefield.
“Senior brother…” Ma Gege tightly gripped her senior brother’s sleeve, her fingers trembling.
Going to the battlefield is different from participating in a competition.
The competition is between peers, but on the battlefield, swords have no eyes; you never know who you will face or what their cultivation level is. The most optimistic scenario is that their cultivation is inferior to yours, but more likely, they are a seasoned cultivator with countless dead at their hands.
Life and death are separated by only a moment.
"Don't be afraid, Princess, your senior brother is here!"
The eldest brother's heart was pounding, and his mouth was drooling profusely—a sign of extreme mental tension.
However, he couldn't afford to be flustered in front of his junior sister.
"Let's go! Back to Jiange! To reunite with everyone!"
The more critical the moment, the more closely we must stand with our own side.
If the Sword Pavilion Master Zhang Tianqiu were here, things would be fine, but now that their master is gone, leaving behind a group of fellow disciples, although they are all worldly-wise, this sudden situation is like a meteorite suddenly hitting them on the head, and anyone would be at a loss.
"Senior Brother!" The Sword Pavilion members felt as if they had found their pillar of support when they saw the two return.
The eldest disciple was Zhang Tianqiu's first disciple. He raised his junior brothers and sisters one by one, and everyone had a natural sense of trust in him.
With their master gone, he was everyone's pillar of support.
He reassured his fellow disciples, "Don't be afraid, everyone. This is just the alarm sounding; the demonic cultivators haven't..."
Before he could finish speaking, the earth shook violently, and a deafening roar erupted in the distance.
boom--
It felt as if my eardrums were being pierced; even with my ears covered, the sound still traveled through my palms, reverberating in my heart.
The fact that they could hear it so clearly and that the vibrations were so intense indicated that the source of the sound was not far from them.
"Have demonic cultivators invaded the immortal sect?! Otherwise, why would they be making such a racket!" Everyone steadied themselves, but their faces turned deathly pale.
The eldest brother's expression was solemn.
Just as he was pondering what to do, another series of loud noises erupted, forcing everyone to crawl on the ground.
"Everyone, please hide inside the pavilion. I'll go out and take a look..."
What are the higher-ups doing?! Where is the sect leader? Why isn't he stepping out to take charge?
He asked his second senior sister to protect everyone, and amidst the shouts of his junior brothers and sisters, he ran outside without regard for anything else.
“Senior brother…” Ma Gege’s throat tightened as she looked at her senior brother’s resolute back.
The second senior sister comforted her, "It's alright, Princess, the eldest senior brother will be back soon." Although she said that, the second senior sister was still uneasy and kept looking towards the door.
A short while later, the eldest brother returned, panting heavily, his lips as pale as paper.
"The sect leader is not here. He and several immortal venerables went to the coast to survey the terrain a few days ago... The alarm was sounded by the Xuanxin Tower. Now the Spirit Artifact Pavilion and Immortal Song Mansion, which are on the outermost edge of the immortal sect, have been attacked by demonic cultivators."
The second senior sister asked anxiously, "Are there any dead or injured?"
The eldest disciple shook his head. "The situation is not optimistic." He swallowed hard. "The Immortal Sect's side has already been breached, but... there are very few who can fight. Immortal Song Palace is probably already... The Spirit Weapon Pavilion still has the strength to fight, but unfortunately, the demonic cultivators are numerous this time and are outnumbered. Moreover, it is said that the leader they sent this time is a fierce general..."
"If this continues, the destruction of the immortal sects will be imminent..."
The faces of everyone in the Sword Pavilion were ashen.
"Does the entire Immortal Sect not even have a single Immortal Venerable who can fight?" Second Senior Sister asked.
“There is…Immortal Venerable Jinyun…but…he is in seclusion.”
A moment of silence fell over everyone.
The sixth senior sister, with her fiery temper, couldn't help but yell through a sob, "Why did he have to go into seclusion now of all times! What's the use of Immortal Venerable Jinyun going into seclusion! If he really wanted to ascend, why didn't he do it earlier! Now he's putting on an act again! He's always showing off everywhere, but when we need him, he hides away!"
"Xiao Liu!" Several people around her quickly stopped her.
"I didn't say anything wrong..." Sixth Senior Sister's eyes were brimming with tears.
Everyone had some dissatisfaction, but they weren't as outspoken as Sixth Senior Sister. In this situation, they hoped that someone from above would step forward, not necessarily to protect the immortal sect, but at least to make the necessary personnel arrangements.
"What do we do now? Are we just going to wait for the demonic cultivators to invade the immortal sect?" Second Senior Sister asked, voicing everyone's question.
The eldest brother took a deep breath, his brows furrowing tightly. "At this point, there's only one way..."
There's no need to wait for others to rescue us.
He stood opposite everyone, extended his hand, palm up, and said, "Fellow members of the Sword Pavilion, I intend to contribute my meager strength to buy the Immortal Sect a moment's respite."
At least get the others to evacuate, take the message out, and let the sect leader and other immortals return immediately.
Everyone is looking at him.
“I was just telling Gege that the Sword Pavilion has 9,999 swords. If all the swords were to leave the pavilion, there probably wouldn’t be enough for all the demonic cultivators.”
He chuckled softly, but everyone knew how much helplessness and tragedy lay hidden beneath that smile.
The second senior sister stared at him for a long time, then suddenly realized, "Senior brother, you don't mean to..."
"right!"
The second senior sister's eyes suddenly reddened.
Ma Gege looked at the two people with a heavy atmosphere, not understanding what was going on.
I couldn't understand what they were saying, but I could sense an unusual heaviness in their voices.
She had a vague feeling that what her senior brother had said was very important.
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