After ending the magic communication, Nuoshan knocked urgently on Lu Hong's door.
"Who is it?" Lu Hong snapped out of his meditation, and before he could even get out of bed, Nuoshan kicked the door open and barged in: "Hurry, come with me!"
"What happened?"
"Dongsheng has been conquered by the Netherworld, and I fear great trouble looms in the north as well. We must make preparations in advance." Nuoshan pulled Lu Hong back into the secret room.
"Initiate a communication request with the Holy Court Headquarters. I need you to maintain the communication for at least three minutes, no matter what!"
"Thy will be done!" Seven space mages took a deep breath, each downing three large bottles of top-grade magic power recovery potions before joining forces to call out to the Holy Court Headquarters far away in the Eagle Alliance.
