"This is second only to the Taishi Primordial Sha within my body! Huaixu at the dawn of the Primordial Beginning truly is the finest place for cultivation!"
An Jing sensed that his true body's Grotto-Heaven, [Tianxing Bitter Realm], which rested within the void, was also trembling faintly. The branches and leaves of the 'Heavenly Punishment Divine Tree,' transformed from his True Spirit Blood · Ancestral Dragon Seed, swayed as though yearning for such an environment.
Even Little Qi woke up, raising its head from its nest and curiously looking toward the location of the Zhaolin Realm.
At the same time, the power erupting from the Ancestral Dragon Scale was like an invisible giant hand that seized and enveloped the entire Ancestral Dragon Hall. An Jing did not hesitate. He immediately called Jin Yanhua over, took You Ruhui with them, and flew away, putting distance between themselves and the Ancestral Dragon Hall.
That was what everyone else was doing as well. In the distance, Zhang Junxuan had originally wanted to warn An Jing, but found himself a step too late. He was not surprised by Heavenly Fate's reaction speed. He merely turned his head, equally perplexed, and thought in alarm, "The Patriarch instructed us that there might be unusual activity today... Could all this be related to our Shangxuan Sect again?"
"No, surely not..." Even cold sweat could not help but trickle down his forehead.
Though it was most likely not, given the Shangxuan Sect's usual conduct and reputation, the disciples behind him were now whispering among themselves, hesitant and fearful.
BOOM!
Just as everyone withdrew from the Ancestral Dragon Hall, under the power spilling from the Ancestral Dragon Scale, the hall finally let out a groan of unbearable strain.
Amid a deafening roar, as though a thousand thunderclaps had erupted