Outside the mountain gate of the Tianshan Sect, the noise was deafening. Over ten thousand cultivators gathered there, a dark, dense crowd stretching all the way to the foot of the mountain in a truly spectacular sight.
Standing on a high vantage point, Ling Xiao looked down with a slight frown. Yun Qingyao said softly, "Husband, with so many people, the mountain gate is about to burst..."
"It is fine." Ling Xiao turned his head to look at Leng Wuchen, Zhao Han, Yuncang, and Tianjizi, who had just hurried over. "We can just use this opportunity to expand the sect's strength."
Chapter 411