News of Chen Changsheng's near-death state quickly spread.
But interestingly, faced with this sudden news, the Cultivation World of the Chang Sheng Epoch displayed differing reactions.
Mid-level cultivators were greatly shaken and began drawing in their forces, preparing for the turmoil that might follow.
The high-level cultivators, however, did not pay it much heed. After all, Chen Changsheng being "gravely wounded" was hardly a rare occurrence.
Nether River Forbidden Ground.
"Splash!"
The Blood Sea churned as Wang Hao emerged from it, his expression grave.
"Zhang Zhen, notify everyone at once. The Nether River Forbidden Ground must complete its evacuation within five hundred years."
Faced with Wang Hao's urgency, Zhang Zhen calmly said, "Teacher being gravely wounded isn't anything new. Why are you in such a hurry?"
"I don't know, but I've been feeling uneasy lately. It seems I have a premonition that something major is about to happen."
"Chen Changsheng's behavior is far too abnormal. This time, it definitely isn't as simple as severe injuries."
"If we move quickly now, we might still escape this calamity. Otherwise, we won't be able to leave."
Seeing the gravity in Wang Hao's eyes, Zhang Zhen said softly, "The Four Heavenly Emperors and the Heavenly Court are watching us."
"If we evacuate in such haste, I'm afraid they won't let the matter rest."
Hearing this, Wang Hao thought for a moment and said, "Forget it. Let's test their attitude first."
"Judging from the original plan, Chen Changsheng was more inclined to drive people like us away."
"After all, Chen Changsheng's side still lacks the strength to destroy all the Forbidden Grounds."
"But if they refuse to let us leave and keep hounding us now, then the Chang Sheng Epoch truly has a serious problem."
Receiving this answer, Zhang Zhen nodded slightly. "No problem.