As Lin Ming fell into seclusion, under the surface, dark currents across the Central Plains continent began to surge silently.
The fuse was the information brought back by those ancient clans that had inherited from ancient times, lived apart from the world, yet controlled the lifeblood of the continent, after their journey to the Ancient Wasteland Region. It set off a storm terrifying enough to change the future order.
In the first month after the Bodhi ancient tree closed.
The Gu Realm was an ancient continent suspended in the boundless void, and it was the base of the Gu Clan, one of the ancient clans.
At the heart of the clan grounds stood a towering great hall carved entirely from white jade. It rose like a mountain, its atmosphere so solemn it seemed heavy enough to drip water.
Above the great hall, Gu Clan leader Gu Yuan sat upright in the main seat. His face was stern, his eyes deep as a vast starry sky. His aura was smooth and natural, as if he had merged with this entire stretch of heaven and earth.
This late-stage Nine-Star Dou Zun expert, who stood at the peak of the continent, had slightly furrowed brows at this moment as he listened to the detailed reports of the young core disciples below, including his own daughter, who had returned from the Ancient Wasteland Region.
"...That illusion was truly terrifying. It was like personally experiencing several decades of time." Gu Qingyang's calm voice echoed through the great hall. Even after more than half a month, when he mentioned everything within the illusion, a lingering fear still flickered in his eyes.
"The Soul Clan hid from the world and plotted in secret, seizing the fragments of the Tuoshe Ancient God's Jade kept by each clan one