But one person was an exception. A woman with a wine gourd hanging from her waist simply could not sit still. She was either shifting about on her meditation cushion or looking around, studying the faces of the other cultivators.
Fortunately, a restriction had been placed on her mouth, preventing her from making the slightest sound. Otherwise, she would certainly have started shouting by now.
After an unknown amount of time passed like this, the rotating ritual device suddenly gave a crisp crack and came to an abrupt stop. The great hall immediately fell completely silent.
As if they had received some signal, all the cultivators in the hall opened their eyes in unison. They first looked toward the motionless ritual device, then turned to a middle-aged Daoist with sword-like brows and starry eyes, seated cross-legged beneath it.
Just then, the restless woman discovered that she could speak again. But she was no fool. After a flash of joy crossed her face, she merely sent a voice transmission to the Sword-carrying Elder beside her: "Old man, is this strange ritual finally over? When can we leave?"
"Don't even think about it. The Tianyan Instrument has only locked onto a location once, so it can at most narrow the target down to several immortal domains. According to the temple's rules, the outer disciples will be sent to investigate first. There is no need for your master to go."
Though the Sword-carrying Elder answered lazily, he was actually quite puzzled.
According to past records, when a world-destroyer first exposed itself in the Immortal World, the Tianyan Instrument would always lock onto its location at least twice in succession, narrowing the range to a single immortal domain.
On a few occasions, it had even locked on three times consecutively, reducing the search area