What Matters

They had not lingered in the Ice Ruins Realm for long, not even a month, so their impact on this Void Rift had been slight. Neither of them had needed much effort to find the canyon, the cave, and the tree through which they had entered.

But as a Formation Master, Liu Xiaolou was more sensitive to geomantic positions and directions, and he immediately sensed that something was different.

He fiddled with his compass and said, "This canyon is slightly west of where it was before, about thirty zhang off. The cave has sunk more than two zhang deeper, and this tree has turned one position eastward from where it was. It used to face the cliff—there was a huge protruding boulder there—but now the boulder is on the right..."

Ninth Mistress said, "It changed that much? No wonder Father always said we should try not to exceed three months. We barely did anything, yet we still affected the void so greatly."

Neither dared delay. They immediately returned through the original spot. When they emerged, they were still in Fengji Valley, but no longer near the southern side where they had entered. They had shifted to the north, almost reaching the northern entrance.

When they looked back at the rift, it was clearly half as narrow as it had been when they first entered.

Liu Xiaolou keenly noticed something and raised his head toward the left hand side. On the cliff by the valley entrance stood an immortal crane at the very summit, balanced on one leg without moving, like a stone carving.

Just as Liu Xiaolou focused his gaze on it, the stone-carving-like immortal crane suddenly moved. One eye fixed on them, accompanied by an immense oppressive force that struck them head-on.

Its target was the snow leopard that