The Divine Spirit Pill was complete. Xiang Yang entered seclusion in pursuit of a higher realm of martial arts, while the outside world remained tranquil. Even though the Divine Constable Gate had just carried out a sweeping operation across the entire province, no one dared make any unusual moves.
By this time, those with well-informed sources had already caught wind of it. Several Celestial Constables had gathered within the Xiangzhou Divine Constable Gate, including the familiar Su Baobao and Ning Ke, as well as Nan Fenglan and Huang Shaoxiong, who had come with the Heavenly Saber. Not to mention the Heavenly Saber himself standing guard—no matter what blows they suffered, they could only swallow their anger and hold themselves back.
As the sun rose and the moon set, another two days passed in a blur. Xiang Yang did not take a single step out of the secret chamber, and there was no movement at all.
Yet Ning Ke, Su Baobao, and the other Celestials were inexplicably restless and agitated. Even when meditating and cultivating their qi as usual, they found it difficult to calm their minds. Their chests felt stifled, as though some earth-shattering calamity was about to descend, leaving them baffled and uneasy.
If it had been ordinary people, they might simply have assumed they were in a bad mood and muddled through, pretending nothing had happened.
But these people were formidable martial artists in the Celestial Realm. Their primordial spirits had already linked with heaven and earth, reflecting their souls. They would never be struck by a sudden intuition for no reason, so they gathered together to discuss a countermeasure.
"I believe our actions from the past few days have stirred up the Blade Demon lineage. Perhaps the Blade Demon Sect Master is watching us like a tiger