There were spiderweb-like cracks across Daoist Kong Ming's Primordial Spirit Tablet.
Immediately afterward,
the sound of footsteps rang out.
The hall where the Primordial Spirit Tablets were kept swung open with a thunderous rumble.
The bronze doors kicked up dust, and the dark space lit up in an instant.
At that moment,
Li Jun and Great Immortal Yang Mei both looked troubled.
"Master, what's going on? Why are there so many cracks on Junior Brother Kong Ming's Primordial Spirit Tablet?" Li Jun asked, perplexed.
"What is happening?" Great Immortal Yang Mei had never seen anything like this either.
After all, in theory, if something happened, the Primordial Spirit Tablet would shatter outright.
It wouldn't end up like this, cracked but not quite broken.
"Master, could Junior Brother be in danger? Is that why this is happening? Perhaps the tablet is warning us, but the danger hasn't truly arrived yet, and Junior Brother is still safe for now?" Li Jun asked.
"About this... I don't know either," Great Immortal Yang Mei said hesitantly.
After all, none of his disciples had ever perished before. He didn't know what kinds of changes could appear on a Primordial Spirit Tablet.
The Primordial Pill!
Something must have gone wrong with the Primordial Pill!
Sigh! If that was the case, hadn't he harmed his most beloved disciple himself?
"Old bastard Hong Jun! If anything happens to my disciple, I'll tear you limb from limb!"
As Great Immortal Yang Mei spoke, such a chill erupted from his eyes that it seemed almost tangible.
"Li Jun! Whatever the case, your junior brother may be in danger. Come with me to Primordial Mountain at once."
"Yes, Master!" Li Jun nodded.
After some time, Qiu Feng and Li Mo finally arrived at Yuan Qingshan.
Before they could even land,