Vast Seas, Changing Fields

After chatting idly with Wang Ping for a while, Yulian rode the clouds toward Sanhe Prefecture.

Wang Ping sat alone beneath the Huai Tree, resting leisurely for half an hour. Then he brought out the Fortune Array to deduce the faint palpitation he had felt in the Southeast Sea Region several days ago.

However, when he brought out the 'Sky-Veiling Talisman' as usual and activated Bishi's Primordial Spirit at the center of the array, no deduction whatsoever surfaced in his mind. It felt like a mortal using a spell—putting on a show, yet possessing not a shred of magical power.

Wang Ping was slightly surprised. He then calmed his mind, brought the state of the world into his consciousness, recreated his encounter in the Southeast Sea Region from several days ago within his Spirit Sea, and activated the Fortune Array once more while silently envisioning the target of his deduction.

It was still the same sensation as before. This time, he clearly felt that just as the deduction was about to begin, both the Qi Sea within his body and Bishi's Primordial Spirit seemed to lose all their magical power.

When he gave up on the idea of deduction, the sensation of magical power filling his body returned.

At that instant, fear arose uncontrollably within Wang Ping—the fear of losing his great power. Fortunately, the feeling vanished in a flash. Even so, the spiritual veins inside him fell into brief turmoil. Pale dust seeped from his seven orifices, while a layer of emerald-green, lichen-like substance emerged across his skin.

It seemed that, in the next moment, the Wood Spirit within him would reveal its true form. The Wood Spirit Qi in the surrounding space turned exceptionally violent, and the frenzied Wood Spirit Qi caused some of Thousand Wood Mountain's grasses