Inside the Heaven-Veiling Grand Formation, the Flowing Cloud Matriarch stopped cultivating.
For the past few days, she had always felt somewhat restless.
It was as if something detrimental to her was about to happen.
After martial artists advanced to the Saint Realm, they gained a faint sense of certain fortunes and calamities directed at them.
However, she could not quite understand it. In the entire world, there were only a few Peak Grandmasters, and no Saint Realm martial artists should have appeared yet. So why did she feel that something was wrong?
The Flowing Cloud Matriarch sensed around her. Murong Yin, Feng Yue, and Zheng Yunshang were cultivating inside the Heaven-Veiling Grand Formation, and she found nothing unusual about them.
Murong Yin, who was cultivating, sensed that the Flowing Cloud Matriarch seemed somewhat restless. She stopped cultivating and came to her side.
"Flowing Cloud Sect Master, what's wrong?" Murong Yin asked softly.
The Flowing Cloud Matriarch looked at the solemn Murong Yin and rolled her eyes at her. She was just as wicked as that little rascal.
Still, she could not be bothered to argue with her.
Then, the Flowing Cloud Matriarch told Murong Yin about her worries.
After listening, Murong Yin's expression also grew grave.
She, too, felt that something seemed off.
Although she did not possess the Flowing Cloud Matriarch's kind of intuition, Wind Hall had not sent any new messages for two whole days. That itself was a signal.
During the first few days after Jiang Liu left, the latest news had arrived every day.
After all, several provinces had now seen blackened martial artists, so these reports definitely had to be sent to the Hall of Governmental Affairs.
"Do you think it's possible that the person behind this is in Qian City?" Murong Yin said slowly.