A Merit Immortal dressed in white opened his eyes, exhausted, he gazed at the starry sky, and his pupils began to radiate strange light, shortly thereafter, his expression became increasingly grave.
Seated beside him was Li Ya, also cultivating energy to recover. Li Ya seemed to sense something, opening his eyes to look at him.
"What happened?"
Li Ya asked, his brow furrowing, wary of unexpected incidents.
The white-robed Merit Immortal, peering into the distant space, replied with a serious expression, "Something is not right; I sense some kind of cause and effect enveloping my Heaven-turning Creation Stone."
Upon hearing this, not only Li Ya, but the other Merit Immortals also displayed a change in countenance.
Having fought side by side for so many years, they had come to trust the white-robed Merit Immortal's judgment, which was almost never wrong.
"Again?"
"Why do I feel that it is not just Cangming fixating on us?"
