As beams of mana fell, the black obelisk initially showed no reaction.
Time passed, and in the distance behind Qi Chuan, at the exit of the stone steps, the mist suddenly stirred. Faintly, two figures seemed to emerge, as if about to step out of the mist and onto the bluestone platform.
Within the mist, two gazes were cast towards Qi Chuan. One was filled with murderous intent, while the other was full of concern.
Regardless, if these two were to step out of the mist, Qi Chuan would inevitably fall into danger.
"Qi Chuan?"
The voice of Situ Jiang came from the mist, while Tian Hunzi remained silent, though his thoughts were self-evident.
Buzz! Buzz!
And at that moment, the black obelisk before Qi Chuan, having absorbed enough mana, finally began to slowly rotate.
"What's that noise?"
Though Situ Jiang and Tian Hunzi had yet to ascend the misty stone steps to the bluestone platform, they had already heard the immense buzzing sound.
