Yang Yin stared blankly at the group of disciples before him. Aside from Xie Liang and Yu Nan, those with high cultivation like Hua Xifeng reached the upper stage of Void-Walking; those with low cultivation like Baoguang were merely at the high stage of Returning Elixir.
They should have been the core group most heavily impacted by the chaotic law system, and a situation like this was something he had seen in more than just one place before coming over.
Yet, what he was seeing right now, how, how could this be...
Yu Nan was likely the sharpest among the crowd. After pondering slightly, he spoke.
"Right now in the river channel, although the Filthy Spirit Turbid Sea is spent, there are still over ten floating corpses of demon kings that have become restless with extremely strong impact force. Is your honored sect's arrangement downstream still secure?"
Yang Yin's eyes were fixed on Baoguang, and upon hearing this, he said offhandedly, "Secure my ass! Right now only I, Xian Luo, and Xie Yan can still prop things up. Among the juniors, there are hardly any who can even stand firm... How on earth did you pull this off?"
Only with comparison was there understanding. Seeing Yang Yin's expression and hearing his description, the group of Dust-Monastery disciples also looked at each other in dismay.
And when they saw the spiritual light like water on one another, which was exceptionally clear in the darkness, the answer became exceptionally distinct.
"Could it be... empowerment?"
"Empowerment?"
Yang Yin quickly understood the general situation, and his complexion also turned peculiar.
He gazed into the distance toward the Sky Rift Valley. At this moment, that place was like a massive stove, with flames soaring into the heavens, yet it kept the vast majority of its