119: Chapter 119 Gathering at the Zetian Sect!

The moment those words were spoken, the many Disciples of the Zetian Sect seemed to be ignited, their laughter rising one after another, echoing throughout the entire area.

They vied to praise Little Xuan's wit, some even applauding, creating an exceptionally lively atmosphere.

Gu Qibai's face darkened, and feigning anger, he glared fiercely at Little Xuan.

Facing Gu Qibai's glare, Little Xuan showed no fear at all; instead, he mischievously made a face at him and stuck out his tongue.

Looking at these vibrant and energetic Disciples before him, Gu Qibai suddenly felt a lump in his throat, and the words he originally wanted to say became stuck, unable to be spoken.

It was as if he had remembered something; the amiable expression on his face could no longer be maintained, vanishing without a trace in an instant as if blown away by a gust of wind.

Gu Qibai silently turned around, his back to the crowd, striving to suppress the turbulent emotions surging within him.

He took a deep breath to calm himself slightly, then slowly walked back to Wang Ming's side.

Wang Ming had been observing Gu Qibai's every move; when he saw that Gu Qibai's eyes were slightly red, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart, then stepped forward to stand before everyone.

"Since everyone has arrived, this old man will not waste any more of your time."

"I wish you all a smooth journey to Qinghua Mountain!"

Wang Ming dared not delay any longer, as he was truly worried that his Junior Brother might do something impulsive while overcome with emotion.

With that, Wang Ming waved his arm, and the Aura surrounding him surged violently, an incomparably powerful force erupting from within him like a volcanic explosion.

This force, like a raging sea, surged towards Qinghua Mountain with an overwhelming momentum, its speed as fast as lightning streaking across the sky.

Just as everyone was left gaping in astonishment, a massive, sky-covering barrier suddenly appeared, like an indestructible city wall, abruptly around Qinghua Mountain.

The barrier was a deep cyan, as if woven from countless rays of cyan light, giving people a mysterious and majestic feeling.

In the blink of an eye, that powerful force slammed fiercely into the barrier. A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar was heard, and the entire space seemed to tremble.

After suffering such a violent impact, the cyan barrier had ripples appear on its surface, just like a calm lake surface when a large stone is thrown into it.

Surprisingly, despite the immense power of this force, the barrier was not directly shattered.

Instead, it only trembled slightly before quickly returning to calm. However, a clear gap had appeared on the barrier, as if it had been forcibly torn open by an invisible giant hand.

Although this gap was not large, for the Prodigies present, it was undoubtedly a passage leading into the interior of Qinghua Mountain.

Everyone's eyes were fixed tightly on the passage before them, revealing expressions of disbelief.

After all, to be able to tear a gap in such a powerful barrier, what terrifying strength that would require!

Without the slightest hesitation, the Prodigies present rushed straight towards the gap at almost the same time, like birds returning to the forest. Their speed was as fast as lightning, as if they feared the passage would close in an instant.

"Let us also set off!" Zheng Chen said with an excited tone.

Chen Zhiwen nodded slightly, and Chen Zhiwen's group flew towards the gap together.

Just before entering the interior of Qinghua Mountain, Chen Zhiwen felt something and turned his head to look in the direction of Wang Ming and Gu Qibai.

The gazes of the three met in an instant; Wang Ming and Gu Qibai's eyes were incredibly deep, seemingly filled with some unknown meaning.

After a brief pause, Chen Zhiwen withdrew his gaze and flew into the gap with Zheng Chen and the others...

At the foot of Qinghua Mountain, Gu Qibai and Wang Ming did not withdraw their gazes and prepare to turn and leave until all the Prodigies had entered Qinghua Mountain.

"Junior Brother Gu, are you still blaming me?" Wang Ming's voice sounded in Gu Qibai's ear, and Gu Qibai's figure paused.

After Gu Qibai's expression changed for a moment, as if he were making some internal decision, he let out a long sigh after a while, his body seeming to become hunched at this moment.

Gu Qibai gently tilted his head back, not letting the tears in his eyes flow out, "Senior Brother, I understand your hidden difficulties, so how could I possibly blame you?"

"I... I just..."

"That group of boys were all watched by me as they grew up; they are the future of the Zetian Sect, and I just truly cannot bear to watch them go to their deaths!"

By the end, Gu Qibai's face was flushed red, and his voice was almost a roar.

Wang Ming looked at the grief-stricken Gu Qibai, his brows also filled with an unsheddable sorrow.

"Do you think you are the only one who cannot bear it? Before I made this decision, almost all of the Zetian Sect's high-level members came to see me."

"Those children in the inner cabinet are their most prized Disciples; they also could not bear it!"

"But I told them clearly that when those children joined the Zetian Sect, they should have been prepared to shoulder the mission of the Zetian Sect!"

"Junior Brother, you must remember: anyone in the Zetian Sect can die, but there must not be any accidents in Qinghua Mountain!"

As his voice fell, Wang Ming and Gu Qibai looked up silently at the Qinghua Mountain before them for a long, long time...

Until, who knows how much time had passed, Gu Qibai suddenly sat down cross-legged on the spot, murmuring with a determined face: "I will wait right here until they come out!"

Wang Ming knew his Junior Brother's temper and did not try to persuade him any further, because he now had another, more important matter to attend to.

Wang Ming stepped forward, and with one step, his figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

When Wang Ming appeared again, he had already arrived at the peak of the most towering mountain in the Zetian Sect.

There was a small pavilion on the mountain peak, and it was already full of people.

When Wang Ming walked into the pavilion, everyone inside withdrew their gazes from Qinghua Mountain.

"Old Wang, has the situation inside Qinghua Mountain really reached a critical point?" one of the old men asked, looking at Wang Ming.

If Chen Zhiwen were here, he would surely be shocked to discover that this old man speaking was none other than the Great Grandmaster of the Great Xuan Dynasty, Chen Heng!

Looking around at the people in the pavilion, each of them possessed an ethereal Aura, and the energy permeating their bodies was on par with Chen Heng's!

In this ordinary little pavilion, all the Great Grandmasters from the various forces of the Human Race were gathered at this moment!