“Ooo-” Command horns echoed like the roars of dragons and tigers. A flood of steel hurriedly gathered by Armament Mountain, accompanied by an awe-inspiring battle intent.

“Armament Mountain’s horns.” The sects in the vicinity became startled.

“Ooo-” Armament Mountain seemed to be summoning its disciples.

“Is war starting?” Sect masters and elders wondered because the horns wouldn’t stop.

Regardless of the reason, they all knew that a big event was...