Meng Hao watched as all the mortals passed through the portal in an orderly manner. He stood tall beside the portal, his gaze sweeping the area to ensure no one was left behind.
With steady breath and a loud voice that echoed, he shouted again, "Third-tier sects, move!"
The call was immediately met with synchronized movements from the members of the third-tier sects. Each sect moved in neat formations led by their elders, figures with Master-level strength.
At the front, their sect banners waved proudly, serving as symbols of pride and affirming their presence. Confidence was evident in their steps, like a wave brimming with self-assurance.
The sect disciples appeared enthusiastic. They had been selected through a rigorous process, battling fiercely among themselves. Their victories in those duels had brought them to this moment, carrying the name of their sect toward great opportunities. Their faces were filled with passion and optimism.
