"Outrageous!"
Another slap on the table rang out from the consultation formation, and this time, it was clearly more "sincere" than any before.
Because just moments ago, before everyone's eyes, Zhao Xiangshan had burst like a bubble and vanished without a trace.
In that instant, no one knew how many hearts had clenched tight.
Where? Where had he gone?
Had Zhao Xiangshan escaped with the divine ability of Dream Wandering Immortal Transformation, or had Heavenly Monarch Yuanxu employed some unfathomable method?
No matter how they considered it, the latter seemed far more likely.
For in the few breaths before Zhao Xiangshan disappeared, everyone had seen what seemed to be a brush tracing lines across the waters. The strokes appeared casual, the ink smoky and faint, yet pavilions and towers, palaces and gardens rose from that vast expanse of water, swaying unsteadily as they shifted with the waves.
Zhao Xiangshan had originally carried himself with the airy bearing of an immortal, but once trapped inside, constrained by the arrangement of those buildings, he became like a headless fly, crashing about in every direction. At last, he slammed toward a corridor somewhere—and vanished halfway there.
From so far away, the cultivators could only study the images left by the detection formation. They could not fathom the mysteries within, but however they looked at it, it did not seem to be Zhao Xiangshan acting of his own accord.
In other words, Yu Ci had done Zhao Xiangshan in?
If he had truly killed him, that would have been one thing. But if he had suppressed him instead...
"Where is he?"
Even the cultivator who slapped the table and shouted had a tremor in his throat, though he did not realize it.
In truth, there was no need for him to display any further