A Merit Immortal dressed in white opened his eyes. His gaze was filled with exhaustion. He looked toward the starry sky, and strange light began to shine from his pupils. Before long, his expression grew increasingly grave.
Li Ya, seated beside him, was likewise circulating his cultivation to recover his condition. He seemed to sense something and opened his eyes to look at him.
"What is it?"
Li Ya asked, his brows knitting. He, too, feared some sudden complication.
The white-robed Merit Immortal, who was peering into the distance, replied with a pale face, "Something is wrong. I sense some kind of karma enveloping my Heaven-Returning Creation Stone."
At those words, not only Li Ya, but the expressions of the other Merit Immortals also changed.
After fighting side by side for so many years, they already trusted the white-robed Merit Immortal's judgment. He was almost never wrong.
"Again?"
"Why do I feel that it isn't only Cangming who has set their sights on us?"
"Indeed. What exactly has drawn them here? This humble Daoist feels those unknown existences are capable of slaughtering us."
"No matter what, we must hold on. The Heavenly Court will not fail us."
The Merit Immortals discussed it among themselves. Some complained, some guessed, and some prayed.
Li Ya, meanwhile, was recalling his previous experiences. He kept feeling as if he had overlooked something.
His gaze swept back and forth among the Merit Immortals, his brows drawing tighter and tighter.
Just then, roiling black qi appeared out of thin air in the starry sky at the edge of the earth. It churned without end and, in an extremely short time, covered the starry sky, plunging the land into darkness.
The Merit Immortals all rose, standing ready for battle, Li Ya included.
They looked up and saw