"Guuu~~~~~~~~"
Suddenly, a penetrating cry emanated from outside the forest.
The sound silenced the noisy ancient eagles, and through the gaps in the trees, Zhu Minglang saw many ancient eagles perched atop towering stone peaks and cliffs as if waiting for something.
"Guuu~~~~~~~~"
The eerie call came again.
At that moment, someone from the team slowly stood up and began walking towards the outside of the forest.
"Stay in place; do not act on your own!" Wei Huan commanded the disciples who had left the formation.
However, those disciples completely ignored Wei Huan, still staggering toward the outside of the forest as if they had heard the summoning of their saintly master.
"Come back, do you hear me?!" the Immortal Masters shouted loudly.
They flew in front of these disciples, forcefully trying to block their path.
Yet, the disciples kept walking out, becoming wildly agitated whenever anyone tried to stop them.
