The return to the Ancient God Realm was not especially fast. Since the airflow was heading toward the Human God Realm, we had been traveling against the wind. The journey had been exhausting and time-consuming, and by the time we returned to the Ancient God Realm, four or five months had already passed. That was after accelerating the journey several times. If I had flown there myself, it would have been even slower, and I would also have had to deal with the hurricane zones and the massive amount of vital energy extracted by space.
Ye Guxuan returned to the Central Divine Tower as she had wished, but the Central Divine Tower had already changed beyond recognition. The Ye family's treasure ship floated above the vortex, while Senior Brother Yan and Senior Brother Hai had built a temporary Daoist temple on a perilous peak nearby.
Covering for Ye Guxuan was not difficult. After all, over the past few months, we had discussed plenty of methods, and Ye Guxuan and I had naturally grown more familiar with each other. However, that familiarity was limited to the unavoidable exchanges of everyday life. She was aloof by nature and liked nothing more than locking herself in her room to cultivate. I had no chance to disturb her even if I wanted to.
After avoiding Ye Qingyu's questioning, I began asking about the changes around the Central Divine Tower, because I had noticed signs that the local aura was unstable. At times, the vital energy was tremendous, while at others it was sparse and chaotic.
"There aren't many Divine Towers nearby, after all, and the vortex's ability to absorb energy is immense. Its consumption of vital energy is beyond imagination. We've sent quite a few lower-ranking immortal sects to build new Divine Towers. That