After learning about this matter, everyone felt heavy-hearted, even more so than before.
Nightfall
The small shack couldn't accommodate too many people.
Most disciples slept outside on the ground.
Jia Xitong returned to the Sea of Consciousness to paint talismans, dipping the brush in ink, the strokes danced vividly. While fully absorbed, the nearby god statue glowed faintly golden.
Shang Yanting also awakened.
He noticed the rapid circulation of Spiritual Power within him; unable to sleep, he closed his eyes to cultivate.
Spiritual Power continuously ebbed and flowed around Jia Xitong.
The brush tip danced on the paper, with the talisman gradually taking shape under her hand.
Spiritual Energy flowed swiftly between them, with a small portion absorbed by the adjacent god statue, and a subtle connection forming deep underground...
The Trial Secret Realm was stirring!
The teacher, unable to sleep, felt the ground trembling.
