In the core area of the Phoenix Array, dozens of cultivators stood at the center, curiously gazing around.
Among them, a few faces were particularly shocked, for their cultivation had already touched the edge of the Mystic Sect—the finest cultivators of this era.
Three days ago, a special invitation was delivered to their hands.
Upon receiving the invitation, some were in seclusion cultivation, some were in an inescapable predicament, while others were caught in a life-threatening crisis.
In any case, their situations at that time made it impossible for anyone to appear silently in front of them and deliver a letter to their hands.
Yet, this letter appeared, and even when they received it, they did not sense any presence at all.
The method of message delivery was extremely unique, as if it were not done through physical means but through some unspeakable divine technique.
