Time passed by second by second.
A little more than half a day later.
At the Transformation Mountain, in the southern direction.
Suddenly.
A tremor!!!
As if a terrifying plane was collapsing.
The entire Transformation Mountain was whimpering.
Cracks spread across the mountain body.
In the south, there was a flow of purple light.
Above, the degree of rolling dark clouds grew increasingly fierce.
The sky was truly about to fall.
In the southern direction, the purple light gathered more intensely.
It gave an unending sense of awe yet also restraint.
Within the boundaries of Transformation Mountain, at this moment, all Martial Cultivators looked toward the south.
Then, the sea of people, like ants, headed deeper toward the south.
Each faster than the last.
At the forefront was Wu Tun.
Without a doubt.
He was the first to sense the anomaly in the south.
Ranked second, was Mo Wentian.
Soon.
The purple radiance in the southern direction dissipated.
