"Why was there a Calamity Aura in Vast Cold City?"
"Was that really Calamity?"
Gazing at Vast Cold City, which had been refined into a speck of dust, Li Yun felt a flicker of wariness.
If it had only been Ominous Miasma, he would have had nothing to fear. He would have stepped straight into Vast Cold City without hesitation and dispersed the miasma inside—or even ground every last trace of it away—in minutes.
But Calamity...
Honestly, though he had some ideas, he did not dare let down his guard.
When that thing erupted, even the Boundary Sea Great Dao could not withstand it.
Li Yun did not dare enter Vast Cold City. He stopped outside, concealed his aura, and quietly sensed what was happening within from the outskirts.
To his surprise, Leng Yue was not inside.
Nor could he sense the slightest noise in Vast Cold City. There was only silence, the silence of the dead.
It was as though it were a dead city, without a single living soul.
That was not what he had imagined.
He had thought Vast Cold City was a final escape route Leng Yue had left for herself, one of a cunning hare's three burrows. But now... it clearly was not.
Even if Leng Yue wanted to leave herself an escape route, she would never tie it to something like Calamity.
It might have been an ingenious way to frighten off anyone who wanted to destroy that refuge, but with Calamity there, it could no longer serve as an escape route at all.
So Vast Cold City seemed more like a prison.
A prison Leng Yue had specially refined to confine that wisp of Calamity.
But why had she done that?
Wouldn't doing so have posed a considerable risk to Leng Yue herself?