Ye Yu's expression turned solemn when he heard the words "Heaven's Punishment."
Ye Yu had only heard of Heaven's Punishment and had never witnessed it himself. Yet it had forced even a Mahayana cultivator like Murong Chen to cower inside a cave; its terror needed no further explanation.
With that, the failure of spiritual sense and divine sense became understandable.
After all, this was Heaven's Punishment. Within its range, anything could happen.
"Enough. Let's go down first and talk there. The situation is rather tricky now." Zou Yitian sighed.
Ye Yu did not refuse. The two descended into the ruined city.
The moment he landed, Ye Yu frowned slightly. Though most of the buildings had been eroded away by the passage of time, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
As though he had seen this place somewhere before.
But this was not the time to dwell on it. Led by Zou Yitian, Ye Yu arrived at the center of the city.
Most of the cultivators had gathered there, including members of the four great families.
Everyone looked grim, and the atmosphere was suffocatingly oppressive.
When faced with a crisis they could not handle alone, huddling together for warmth seemed to be everyone's first choice.
Except for one person: Ye Chengjun.
Ye Chengjun sat there with his eyes comfortably closed. Even in the face of Heaven's Punishment, he showed not the slightest panic.
Ye Yu understood why. Just as with Ye Xuan back then, unless one possessed strength great enough to shatter the power protecting them, no one could kill them.
Not to mention that the power on Ye Chengjun was far stronger than that on Ye Xuan.
"Now that no news can be sent out, we have no idea what is happening inside. We need to think of something.