One of the twenty Immortals raised his hand in a pressing motion, quelling the trembling Earth beneath their feet, not out of concern for the damage to the continent, but simply because he would not tolerate any other power being insolent in his presence.
Everyone looked up.
The sky, which had been shrouded in a layer of blood, had returned to its normal state.
Twenty-two streams of essence qi connected heaven and earth. Besides that, there were no abnormalities in the sky.
"An accident?" one of the Immortals speculated.
"No, definitely man-made," another countered.
"Let's put this aside for now. Kill Li Changzhou, then deal with it slowly."
The gazes of the twenty Immortals once again fell upon the Turquoise Pool and Li Qianxia.
Just then, something pressed down upon them.
A tremor that was hard to describe suddenly emerged from the depths of everyone's hearts, as if something utterly unshakable was descending from the heavens.
