The image on the Mystic Light Mirror suddenly vanished!
"Damn it, A Feng, what happened?" Xu Potian demanded of the underling who had provided this residence.
They had been watching with great interest when it abruptly came to a halt.
The feeling was like a hundred claws scratching at their hearts, unbearably itchy and restless.
A gray-robed youth with thick brows and large eyes stepped out from the crowd. He scratched his head blankly, thought for a long while, then suddenly realized. "I know! President, the spirit stones powering the formation in the secret chamber must have run out of energy!"
The "livestream" relied entirely on formations for maintenance and transmission, and formations needed spirit stones to power them.
They had watched the "livestream" for more than ten days straight.
The spirit stones maintaining the formation inside the secret chamber could no longer hold out.
"Why didn't you prepare more?" Xu Potian barked.
"That secret chamber had been unused for a long time. There were only some spare spirit stones inside. How was I supposed to know... Sorry, it was my oversight."
"Hm?"
A Feng was filled with grievance, but seeing Xu Potian's murderous glare shoot toward him, he wisely admitted his mistake.
"Brother Heaven Shatter, what do we do now? Big Brother's situation doesn't look good. A third of the month has already passed, yet he's stuck. It's practically impossible for him to comprehend the Wind Concealment Art within the allotted time! When the time comes, should we wake him up?" Thunderstorm asked worriedly.
"Third President, the President always teaches us that brothers are like our hands and feet, while women are like clothing. Disturbing the Second President's cultivation for one woman doesn't seem right, does it?" said a simple-minded underling.
Thump!
Xu Potian curled two fingers and backhandedly