The entire forest fell silent, with only the faint sound of the wind rustling through the treetops.
The massive mountain peaks were now shrouded in a mysterious purple fog, enveloping the battlefield with an intense and deadly aura.
At the same time, within the Martial Hall, a burst of uproar erupted.
"What's going on with this progress bar? Why has it turned this color?" someone exclaimed in surprise.
On the light screen, the nine progress bars had turned a glaring blood-red.
Everyone's faces were filled with panic, not knowing what was happening.
The elder who previously recognized the mid-level martial practice was now trembling all over, his lips quivering uncontrollably, as he stuttered.
"High... high-level martial practice! My God, it's a high-level martial practice that hasn't appeared once in a thousand years!"
With these words, the entire hall fell into dead silence.
High-level martial practice!
