The grand elder had already risen in haste, his expression grave, and hurried toward the fourth floor.
Mr. Zhuang's gaze darkened slightly. Within his pupils, calculation patterns unfurled, profound and unfathomable. At the same time, he pinched a Dao seal with his fingers, swept his sleeve, and seemed to erase something from thin air...
Celestial Pivot was severed, Karma wiped away.
The Sect Masters and elders of the Five Elements Sect suddenly froze.
The grand elder also stopped in his tracks all at once, staring blankly into space. After a moment, dazed and bewildered, he murmured:
"What's going on?"
"I seemed to have... forgotten something just now?"
"What did I forget..."
The grand elder's mind was a complete blank. He frowned and thought bitterly, yet no matter how hard he racked his brains, he could make no sense of it.
It was as if something had happened just now that had shocked him deeply.
And yet, it also seemed... as though all of it had merely been his imagination?
Like dozing off in the afternoon and waking abruptly at midnight, everything had only been the lingering dream upon waking.
Rain had passed without leaving a trace, hazy and indistinct, utterly vanished.
The grand elder looked at Mr. Zhuang suspiciously.
Mr. Zhuang was still drinking tea, his posture relaxed, calm and elegant, bearing the air of an immortal with Dao Bone, as though nothing at all had happened.
Sensing the grand elder's gaze, Mr. Zhuang lifted his eyes and asked back as if nothing were the matter:
"What is it?"
The grand elder froze, then began to doubt himself.
Had that man surnamed Zhuang tampered with something?
But it did not look like it...
What could he have tampered with?
The grand elder looked around again. All the scenery, the furnishings,