Kindling Ignites, Undercurrents Shift

Ye Changqing was not idle.

Under Zhou Xuan's remote coordination, twelve academies in the Western Desolate Region began construction at the same time.

Ye Changqing personally held down the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, mobilizing part of the Buddha Lord Array's vow power and sending it through the Cross-Region Passage to the Northern Lands.

Because of the foundations of these thirty-six academies, the Vow Power Networks of the two regions began to produce a faint but genuine resonance.

This resonance was extremely subtle, so subtle that even Spirit Transformation cultivators might not necessarily notice it. But through Apocalypse's monitoring system, Zhou Xuan saw it with perfect clarity.

The vow power fields of the two regions were, with the academies as nodes, weaving themselves bit by bit into a vast net.

On the afternoon the academies were completed, Zhou Xuan received a secret report from Old Mystic atop the tower.

"There's movement over in Central Province." For once, Old Mystic did not crack jokes or fool around. His face was solemn.

"Talk."

"The hidden sentries they placed along the edge of the World Barrier intercepted news of our construction. Within half a day, it had been sent back to Central Province."

Old Mystic spread out a shattered communication Jade Slip. A blurry voiceprint remained inside.

It was the voice of the envoy from Central Province.

"Zhou Xuan has exhausted his paltry bag of tricks, and now he actually wants to lead a flock of sheep against a tiger. He's courting his own destruction."

His tone was full of contempt.

After Zhou Xuan finished listening, he tossed the broken Jade Slip back onto the table.

"Record it. It'll be useful later."

Old Mystic put away the broken slip, looking as if he wanted to speak but held back.

"Something else?"

"That kid Ye Changqing