It seemed as though the entire Floating Spirit Mountain Range was shaking.
Earthquake?
Or was it still the strong battling?
Around Yi Tian, the Qian Race Qi Refiners and Resilience Race Warriors struggled to keep their balance, staggered and askew.
Just then, to the north, a white beam shot skyward.
It vanished in less than a breath.
That white light was far from Yi Tian.
The reason it was detectable was because it rose too high in the night.
The rumbling shake stopped soon after.
"Go to that place!"
Yi Tian commanded Jiang Yan, pointing towards where the white light had appeared.
"Sir, that's not the south section; it's the central section, not our territory."
Jiang Yan wore a troubled expression and glanced at Jiang Tiangui, who was now cowering beneath Snow Dragon City's back like an ostrich.
Each tribe can only seek benefits in their designated mountain section.
