Not only them, Long Yi, Bai Hu and others outside the yard also looked up in shock.
On the streets of Xishu City, pedestrians and vendors were coming and going, whether they were ordinary people or well-equipped warriors, everyone was shocked and stopped one after another to look in the direction of the Netherworld Mountains.
"What is that?" Someone pointed at the bright light and exclaimed loudly.
"I was born with a vision, a baby must have been born!" Some people's eyes were filled with brilliance and greed.
Some people dressed as warriors were so happy that they turned around and ran out of the city. Even some ordinary people couldn't help it and started running after them.
"A treasure fell from the sky!"
"Quick, go pick it up! It must be very valuable!"
The news spread from one to another, and shouts of surprise and greed filled the streets one after another.
Many people who looked up at the sky and were still confused suddenly became excited, believed it, and ran out of the city in a hurry, as if they were afraid that they would be robbed if they were too late.
The streets soon became chaotic. Crowds of people poured out of the city, stepping on each other and bumping into you. Even the innocent vendors setting up stalls on the roadside were affected, and all kinds of goods were scattered on the ground.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Someone was roaring loudly.
"咴咴咴..." The frightened horse kept neighing.
People were on their backs, and the scene was so chaotic.
In the corner of the street, an old man with white hair and a cane raised his head tremblingly, looking at the mountains in the distance with his cloudy eyes, but his expression was not as excited and greedy as others. A kind of greed appeared on his wrinkled face.
An expression of extreme fear.
"It's coming again, it's coming again..." The old man muttered to himself in horror, and suddenly collapsed on the ground, his whole body seemed to be enveloped in heavy despair.
It's a pity that among the crowds rushing out of the city, no one has time to pay attention to an old man. In his heart, he only thinks of the "treasure" falling from the sky.
On the other side of the street across from the old man is a three-story luxury inn.
In a certain room of the inn, the window was half opened.
A handsome man in flowing green clothes with a long sword on his waist stood quietly in front of the window with his hands behind his hands. His eyes swept over the old man who was slumped on the ground, then he raised his head slightly and looked into the distance, sighing softly. p>
"Every time the Kyushu Banquet is about to be held, a disaster always strikes. It's such a troubled year..."
Behind him, several direct disciples of the Qingyun Sect looked at me and I looked at you, all with blank expressions on their faces.
"Uncle Third Master, what happened?" Qinglan couldn't help but ask.
"Is there really a treasure unearthed in that colorful light? Why don't I feel spiritual energy? Instead, I feel a very dangerous feeling..." Another disciple rubbed his arm, fear flashed across his face.
"Me too, I seem to have a very strong aura rushing over me, but I can't feel it anymore..." Another disciple said hurriedly.
"I thought it was my imagination..."
The boys and girls said one after another and looked at each other, only to realize that everyone felt the same way.
This is actually normal, after all, their strengths are not much different.
The stronger a warrior is, the sharper his five senses and intuition will be, and his ability to perceive danger will also be greatly improved.
The colorful light falling from the sky in the distant mountains does indeed look like a spiritual being coming to the world at first glance, but it does not emit any spiritual energy. Instead, it gives them a vague feeling of threat and terror...