"Ding-dong, ding-dong."
A rhythmic tolling of iron bells rang out, drifting across the sky above Qiuge Step and jolting the once-quiet, sleeping settlement into wakefulness.
Light after light flickered to life. Countless people scrambled to dress and grab their weapons; their footsteps were chaotic and heavy, the atmosphere thick with tension. The Xishan Tribe was like a beast slowly shedding its sleepiness, its eyes opening to reveal a mix of fury and fervor.
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