As Qi Yun was immersed in awe and gratitude.
Suddenly, unexpectedly.
"Chirp~~~!"
A crisp, resounding call of a mighty bird echoed across South Peak.
A massive eagle, origin unknown, soared into the sky, cutting through the summit of the Divine Sect, and sped over the crest of South Peak.
Dugu Nan stood within the courtyard, Qi Yun outside it, both instinctively looking up at the eagle flying overhead.
The eagle's cry reverberated through the heavens, diving from the peak of the ten-thousand-foot Divine Peak, breaking through the clouds, and racing into the depths of the Divine Sword Sect.
From the sharp eyes of the swiftly gliding eagle, one could faintly perceive the vast silhouette of the Divine Sect, peaks towering within, immortal mist swirling, horizon endless.
At this moment within the Divine Sect, countless disciples were gathering towards the Array Peak District, a sea of people, torrents converging like rivers, as if an ocean extending.
