Breath-Nourishing Dao.
Profound Void Heaven, Lord Mountain Association.
"Greetings, Earth Lord of Void-Nether Profound Baleful Intent!"
Sanmu and the others respectfully knelt, each harboring unease in his heart.
Sanmu in particular!
He had no idea why he had inexplicably thrown in his lot with the Sky Horn Sect. This sect now had only Suyuan, at the Early Purple Mansion stage, holding it up; it did not even seem as good as his own sect.
Yet the more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became. His "Camphor-Willow Deity" had sensed that he had forgotten something important, but no matter what he did, he could not recall it.
The other figures were much the same. They all knew that something major had happened recently, yet they had somehow forgotten exactly what it was.
At this moment, they could only look respectfully toward that Earth Lord.
Fang Qing stood shrouded in dense fog, gazing at the cultivators below. He suddenly gave a soft laugh. "The Golden Seat truly deserves to be called the greatest causality in the world. It affected all cultivators, leaving not a single one able to remember..."
"Please instruct us, my lord..."
True Person Sanmu hurriedly bowed, asking reverently.
"Guangmu attained Gold... and claimed the Principal Position of [Horn Wood], taking the honorific title—Eastern Pole Year Guardian Azure Root!"
Fang Qing chuckled. "So... do you remember now?"
True Person Sanmu trembled from head to toe as though struck by lightning.
At last, he remembered. "True Person Guangmu... no, True Lord... what calamity did he encounter, for things to have come to this?"
The Dao Foundation cultivators were likewise terrified beyond measure, as if they had touched upon the greatest secret between heaven and earth. Even their bodies formed from divine sense shook like fallen leaves.
"It is useless