Whether inside or outside the tower, all the leading figures from every side could only feel helpless.
They realized that Xin Yi's thinking was already on an entirely different level from theirs. Otherwise, why did his words only leave them more confused?
At a time like this, someone had to play the straight man: "May I ask, Heavenly Monarch, what do you mean by 'misjudging'?"
Xin Yi did not answer at once. "Mm, let me sort it out."
He stood there thinking, but someone could not hold back and asked again:
"Was what was passed down truly Dao Rhyme?"
Xin Yi found the question baffling. "Didn't you experience it firsthand a few days ago? Why are you asking me?"
The crowd exchanged glances again. Sure enough, Xin Tianjun had paid extraordinary attention to what had happened that day.
Among cultivators in this world, once one had reached a certain level, who could possibly overlook it?
Speaking of "True Script Dao Rhyme," when Eternal Azure Sky had activated that day, quite a number of them had indeed witnessed it with their own eyes and heard it with their own ears. But that had been within the grand framework of "Eternal Azure Sky." No one would believe—or rather, wish to believe—that Yu Ci possessed the ability to casually wield such supreme divine powers.
Without entering Yu Ci's Inner Void, people naturally could not understand how Eternal Azure Sky was so closely bound to the Cloud Tower Tree and Chengqitian.
Yet with Xin Yi's "reminder," their thoughts could not help drifting in that direction.
It had to be said that Yu Ci had done far too well at "moistening things silently." If one harbored doubts, it was difficult to notice. But upon careful savoring, beneath the warm sunlight and amid the faint, ethereal