Chapter 151: The Conflagration of War

The war began not with a thunderous roar, but with a low, mournful horn that echoed from the summit of the Seventh Peak, a sound that seemed to claw its way into the very soul of every disciple. It was a signal that had not been heard for decades, a lament for peace and a herald of slaughter. Immediately, the tranquil facade of the Seven Blood Eyes shattered. The seven mountain peaks, usually shrouded in serene mists and the quiet hum of cultivation, erupted with activity. Beams of light shot...