Lin Heng's gaze turned grave. His divine sense swept deep into his dantian, and he found that an unknown layer of black speckles had actually adhered to the surface of his divine infant.
Clearly, this was not something his body had possessed to begin with.
Dong—!
An ancient, drawn-out bell toll echoed, charging straight into the depths of his sea of consciousness.
Lin Heng's body shuddered violently. Heavy yet frivolous scripture chants sounded beside his ear, sending a chill through him.
Saint Ye sensed the abnormality in him, and his expression changed drastically. "Not good! Kid, he's awakened!"
"Is he preparing to seize a body?"
"Who is he?" Bai Yi steadied himself and looked at the two of them in confusion. "Who's seizing a body?"
"..."
Neither Lin Heng nor Saint Ye answered him. Instead, they gazed into the depths of the forest at the figures constantly surging out.
Clearly, the cultivators throughout the entire fourth floor had all sensed the crisis.
A graceful woman swept out from one of the cities, hovered in the air for a moment, and glanced at Lin Heng and the others.
Her eyes were filled with dread and anger.
"Why did you touch the mural? The fourth floor is about to collapse... this venerable one had already comprehended the third level... you ruined it all!"
Rumble—!
She had no time to curse more. The land behind her had already begun collapsing downward.
"Damn it!!" After the woman cursed under her breath, she paid them no further attention and headed straight for the exit.
Seeing the two of them remain unmoved, Bai Yi shouted, "Lin Heng, what are you standing there for? Why aren't you leaving?"
Saint Ye turned back and glared at him in annoyance, saying coldly, "Stop making noise. He can't leave right