"Bazhun'an, did you see it?"
Lingyu Mountain, Xu Xiaoshou looked toward the site of Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe, staring at the place where the Ghost Buddha resided, his expression somber.
"Hmm..."
Bazhun'an's expression was equally grim, murmuring, "The worst outcome."
Li Fugui and Mei Siren also looked over.
Both had left behind measures at the Ghost Buddha's location, and what they saw now was still just the Ghost Buddha, without any anomalies.
"What happened?"
Mei Siren could still catch the anomaly at the vermillion spot between the Ghost Buddha's brows and Hua Changdeng's phantom.
But what Xu Xiaoshou and Bazhun'an spoke of was clearly not these.
Just a single phantom, it shouldn't be putting so much pressure on the two of them, and Hua Changdeng's true arrival should still be some time away.
"Ancestral God."
Xu Xiaoshou was at a loss for how to explain to Master Siren.
