C1687 One Step at a Time Predict the Enemy's Moves

After a while, the sixteen golden words in the air slowly disappeared. As the wind blew, they disappeared in the sky.

Within the entire Dao Sect, thousands of disciples were already kneeling on the ground. Only a hundred Grand Elders were still standing in the air. However, everyone was bowing deeply in the direction where the golden word had disappeared.

After a long while