After returning from the Jingguang Realm, Chen Lin discovered that space on the Tianfang Continent had grown increasingly unstable as well. The fluctuations waxed and waned, and though they had not reached the severity seen on the Hongshan Continent, they were considerably worse than before.
Space here had once been very stable, and short-distance Teleportation Formations could be used without worry.
As a result, even the powerful Murong Family could no longer guarantee the safety of its Teleportation Formations. He could not leave anytime soon and would have to wait until space stabilized somewhat.
Even Transmission Talismans had been affected. He could not use them to contact the people in Liangyi City.
A shadow settled over Chen Lin's heart.
Having experienced the collapse of a realm once before, he was keenly sensitive to changes in space.
This was a sign that the realm was gradually disintegrating. The Lower Realm he had once inhabited was a fragment of this realm, and the two shared the same source. If the Lower Realm could collapse, so could this one.
Ultimately, the cause still lay with the evil demon that had shattered the Tianxuan Realm. The rules of a higher realm had inflicted irreversible damage on this realm's rules. Unless that damage could be repaired, collapse was only a matter of time.
He suspected that the Crystal Clan had learned some inside information, which was why they had rushed to relocate their people to the Jingguang Realm and seal the node.
"Husband, what are you worrying about? Are you thinking of Sister Lingyu and the others?"
Luo Qinglan walked up behind Chen Lin and spoke gently.
Since the Teleportation Formation remained unusable, their group had simply rented a courtyard to stay in for the time being.
"There's no use thinking about it. We don't