Two Heads

Weng!

People looked up in the air when they felt the oppressive spiritual qi fluctuation above. The commotion drew more people out of buildings and pavilions just in time to see a giant Formation covering an area of ten thousand miles.

No one knew what was happening, and tensions mounted when a middle aged man wearing a gray mask that covered the upper portion of his face appeared, looking quite worried at the Formation.

"Sect Master!"

A group of old and middle aged men ran up to the masked man, similarly unsure of what was happening to their sect.

One man stepped forward, "Sect Master, is this an enemy attack?"

After that question, hundreds drew their weapons which were primarily daggers in fear.

Suddenly, everyone in a ten mile radius heard a clear metallic ring.

The eyes of the masked man widened and he hurriedly bent backwards.

Swish!