Various messages gathered at Azure Woods Mountain, continuously delivered to Huo Yan's hands.
Huo Yan's brow furrowed even tighter. He leaned over and whispered to Sect Leader Sima Qingyun, "Sect Leader, Bamboo City Lord Ma Buwei has dispatched sixty thousand troops and is now camped fifty miles away at the small ravine. Along with them are various loose cultivators, numbering around ten thousand, and they are continuously gathering towards us."
Sima Qingyun gazed at the dark clouds in the sky and sighed, "What must come will eventually come; this heavy rain is inevitable."
Huo Yan said, "This crisis is all because of this Sharing Alliance. Their ambitions are great, not only targeting our Azure Woods Sect. In my opinion, they are aiming for all the major sects of the South Yangtze. We should request assistance from nearby Wudang and Mount Mao; they will surely help us."
