When Li Qingyun returned to that exceedingly ancient vacuum domain, the sight before him left the battle-hardened him both annoyed and speechless.
"Even this poor Daoist has had his Household raided?"
There were already three people in the dark vacuum, each occupying a corner and sitting cross-legged as they frantically attempted to merge with that exceedingly ancient, seemingly Primordial Chaos divine qi flow.
Left, center, and right, they had rather amicably carved up the territory between themselves.
On the far left was Yuan Shiliu, that fellow with countless little tricks. Li Qingyun could not imagine how he had still found the Primordial Chaos Vacuum after the Heavenly Secrets Bell had been taken from him.
Over these past two days, Li Qingyun had been wholly occupied with suppressing Red Lotus and Jia Zhou, leaving him no time to notice Yuan Shiliu's qi flow within the Heavenly Secrets Bell.
The one in the middle occupied the greatest share of this "fortuitous opportunity." He was Pan Huang Tian, the Pan Clan prodigy with a beast hide around his waist and a long beard reaching his waist—the very one Li Qingyun had "guided" in the Great Burial Pit.
On the right stood a Divine Eye Clan prodigy. The third eye between his brows was far larger than the two eyes below it; this was his primary eye.
His name was Shen Wuji. Though he came from the Divine Eye Clan, the lowest-ranked of the Twelve Superior Clans, the fact that he had found this place meant there was surely something mysterious about him.
"Every last one of you, get out of here!"
"Or die!"
Seeing these three magpies occupying his nest, Li Qingyun naturally did not feel too pleased.
With a sharp roar, he immediately stepped into this ancient dark vacuum. As his foot