The Heavenly Emperor, who had been perfectly composed, suddenly froze.
That wasn't right. Logically, once he came into contact with my "Dao," he should naturally be able to sense the current Heavenly Dao's state and the world's collapse.
There should be no need to learn any method of "sensing" it.
Why couldn't Tyrant Song sense the changes in the Heavenly Dao?
Could it be... something special about the Heavenly Dao Prison Space? Or was Tyrant Song's "Dao" different from everyone else's?
The Heavenly Emperor reached out again and swiped across the ancient mirror.
Unfortunately, the ancient mirror had no suitable response to Song Shuhang's stupid question.
So, after a moment's thought, the Heavenly Emperor sent Song Shuhang two words: [Keep going!]
In the space between the layers of the Heavenly Dao Little Black Room.
Song Shuhang stared blankly at the Heavenly Emperor's reply.
Keep going?
Not everything in this world could be accomplished just by "keeping going"!
It felt like all the big shots in this world had a fondness for leaving things unsaid—telling you half and holding back the other half.
Maybe talking that way made them seem more mysterious?
But this way of communicating was a disaster for the newbies listening to them. One mistaken interpretation could send them plunging into a bottomless abyss, one wrong step leading to another.
Fortunately... I had outside help!
Song Shuhang began contacting Senior White Two through the Cultivation Chat function.
As the Netherworld Ruler, Senior White Two knew the most about matters involving the Heavenly Dao.
Besides, he also happened to want to ask Senior White Two whether he wanted to join Nine Provinces Group Two.
"As long as my Cultivation Chat function upgrades fast enough, even the Heavenly Dao Little Black Room won't stop me from contacting the outside