"Big Brother!" Tai Yi's pupils contracted sharply, and even his voice changed pitch.
"Nothing serious." Di Jun raised his hand and wiped away the bloodstains, but his face was as pale as frost, and his aura was terribly weak. It was obvious that his soul had suffered a heavy blow and he was merely forcing himself to hold on.
"Who was it? Who exactly was scheming against us from behind the scenes?" Tai Yi ground his teeth.
Di Jun's gaze darkened slightly. "The Tianji had just begun to clear, and I was about to peer into the mastermind behind it when, in that instant, the Heavenly Dao was obscured and all phenomena returned to the void! I couldn't grasp the slightest trace."
"But just now..." Tai Yi frowned.
"I wanted to use the power of the Myriad Stars to reverse deduce the cause and effect. The moment I activated Ziwei's Stellar Arts, a Sword Intent slashed over from thin air!" Di Jun's voice was hoarse. "It cleaved straight into the origin of my divine sense. The Magic Arts rebounded, and my organs felt as though they were burning. For the next thousand years, I won't be able to deduce the Tianji again."
Tai Yi's entire body trembled, and turbulent waves surged in his eyes. "Big Brother has already attained the Quasi-Sage realm. The only one who could silently inflict a heavy injury on you from millions of miles away is a Saint! Now that Hongjun has merged with the Dao and no longer concerns himself with worldly affairs, the only one who could have acted is Sage Su Yang of the Primordial Beginning Dao Field in the East Sea!"
"I can't make heads or tails of it either." Di Jun clenched his fists. "The two of us have never provoked