Although this perception is extremely vague, it can only provide a general direction.
But even so, it's a huge help for Xue An.
For instance, at this moment, Xue An is moving forward according to the direction provided by the talkative Artifact Spirit.
And it's just when Xue An is frantically traveling through the cosmos.
In Xihua City, Lu Hui and many great scholars of the Qisi Poetry Society were staring blankly at the bottomless pit in front of them.
If it were a normal situation, what should be in front of them now should be the ruined Qisi headquarters.
But the problem is that the situation is not normal now, so the Qisi headquarters is gone, leaving only a giant pit with wisps of smoke rising.
"This... What's going on? Where is our home?" A great scholar couldn't help but say.
"Yes, where is our home? We just went out, and now the house has exploded?" Another great scholar murmured beside him.
Among those present, only Lu Hui remained calm.
