Lan Linger was practically pacing back and forth in agitation. A full week had already passed since Hao Qi entered the Outer Fragment. Throughout this past week, news of all sorts had been pouring in, the most significant of which was undoubtedly the mobilization of Wushuang Wudui toward the Western Blue Sea. Followers had gathered in droves, and by now, over sixty named powerful families and clans had trailed in their wake.
Though everyone knew these factions and families were merely there to tag along—essentially serving as cheerleaders shouting encouragement from the sidelines—the crushing weight of this reality instantly bore down on Lan Linger and the others.
It was only natural. While rumors of the Third Impact had circulated for ages, and even the First and Second Impacts had been verified, centuries had passed since the last cataclysm. The lifespan of the vast majority of martial artists was under a century, stretching at most to several hundred years. To live for a millennium required someone to be a powerhouse at the Mental Aspect Tier. For the younger generation, understanding of the First and Second Impacts largely came from hearsay, and rumors were inherently distorted. Those who heard such gossip and immediately wore enlightened expressions, believing they had stumbled upon the truth, were essentially operating with mush for brains—and these kinds of factions usually fit that exact description.
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