"Daoist Qingyun, just you wait..."
Far outside the formation, a Buddha shadow flickered and vanished, leaving behind a somewhat pale threat.
Shi Ji Buddha tested the waters, then retreated in the face of difficulty.
"Husband, you've finally returned!" With a flash of a wondrous shadow, Cheng Tangyin walked up to the cliff top, smiling with a sense of release.
Immediately following, Akshobhya Daoist, A'li, and Houtu successively climbed the cliff to pay respects, several of them wearing somewhat unsettled expressions.
"Master Daoist, did the matter of the mirror field cause nearly all quasi-saints across various factions to perish? I wonder if this great calamity is accelerating."
"Master, Houtu senses that the entire ruins layer has shrunk quite a bit over the past half-year. Does this mean this place will also vanish in the great calamity?"
The few tossed out their respective inner perplexities and confusions.
"The ruins are shrinking?" Hearing what Houtu said, Li Qingyun felt his heart turn cold instead. He immediately extended his awareness to sense the situation, and his expression grew somewhat solemn.
With his current realm of Daoist attainment, changes such as the ruins shrinking or the edges beginning to dissolve naturally could not escape his perception.
Just as Houtu said, compared to half a year ago, the ruins layer had indeed "lost" nearly one percent!
The peripheral places were beginning to vanish!
"This is no good thing! The ruins are like a layer of protective clothing, shielding the thousands of Land of the Universe below!"
"Once the protective clothing shrinks, it will inevitably expose the Land of the Universe below. If so..."
He had just thought this far.
Suddenly, the entire airspace of the Immortal Slaying Great Formation—no, the entire ruins layer—shook violently.
Rumble!
From the northeast direction of the ruins, at that peripheral place,