"Rumble—"
A muffled roar so oppressive it made their hearts quake suddenly rang out in everyone's minds.
Then came the shattering of massive rocks, rifts in space, crashing thunder, and unceasing rain.
"What is going on? Why are there so many heavenly phenomena?!"
Gu Sheng, who had been certain of victory, finally revealed a trace of panic.
Even with the experience of a Dou Saint, he had never seen anything like this before!
If even Gu Sheng was like this, the other Elder Council members were naturally in even worse shape. Had Gu Yuan not been here, they would likely have already fled without looking back.
Unlike the Soul Clan, the Ancient Clan's Elder Council functioned only because everyone had something to gain. There was not much faith involved.
And now that their lives were at stake, what use was all that wealth to them?
Tong Xuan's fate was right before their eyes!
"The Heavenly Tomb... has actually been moved?!"
Xun'er stood frozen in place, as if even her soul had been fixed there, staring blankly at the scene before her.
Then, as though she had suddenly realized something, she trembled and cried out in the most frightened, anxious voice possible, "Father!!"
The girl's frantic cry finally jolted the others awake, and they erupted into unprecedentedly shrill screams.
"H-How is this possible?!!"
"The Heavenly Tomb is an Emperor Realm. It has always stood at the intersection of our Ancient Realm and the Xiao Realm. How could an external force move it?"
"Could it be that the Soul Clan has the aid of a Dou Emperor?!"
What they were witnessing was something no one in the entire history of the Dou Qi Continent had likely ever been fortunate enough to see.
Moving a world—and one of the strongest worlds created by