Upon the lake's surface, the situation was the complete opposite of Sky Beam Mountain Island, which had nearly been illuminated through and through. More than half of the dozen-odd light screens went dark in an instant, while those remaining became blurry and indistinct, as though the glare had dazzled them blind. But the cultivators cared nothing for the reason. The once-clear situation had abruptly turned muddled, and tens of thousands of people immediately burst into jeers.
Amid the clamor sweeping across the lake, the upper echelons of the four sects had quite different feelings. At that instant, the "creations" they had placed on the island had all suffered impacts to varying degrees. Chunyang Sect was not the only unlucky one. Azure Wave Water Mansion's "creation," for example, had been blasted into fragments the moment the blazing light erupted. Its higher-ups were currently hopping mad.
This truly counted as a calamity falling from the blue.
Others, such as Su Shuanghe, had another attitude altogether. When the blazing light flashed violently, his crane-feather brows jumped several times. He had almost recalled the witchcraft curse from the island, yet in the end did not actually do so. Finally, he merely sighed.
"There are always such desperadoes in this world..."
Every word and movement of Su Shuanghe drew attention. Thus, as soon as he spoke, the cultivators in the main tower all turned to look at him in unison. Young Master Meng Du then asked,
"May I ask Crane Sorcerer, what exactly is going on here?"
Su Shuanghe gave a dark chuckle. Before he could respond, Lu Lian outside the island suddenly sent the prearranged signal. As blue-white light streaked through the air above the lake, who knew how many people among the four sects' camps rose in shock and anger, slamming their hands