Restaurant · Third Floor
The rain had lightened considerably. Following close behind the middle-aged Daoist on the left, Liu Zhan wore a grim face, wanting to ask but not daring to. Why had Prince Qi left his Prince's Residence at night?
After a while, he saw Liu Zhan's expression change again as he looked toward a certain spot. The middle-aged Daoist finally could not hold back any longer and asked, "True Person, Sect Master, what is it?"
"The formation in Kuiqiao Ward has moved as well." The muscle in Liu Zhan's left cheek twitched almost imperceptibly. "Why has everything come together at once?"
It would have been one thing if Prince Dai's Residence had shown signs of activity, but Kuiqiao Ward was also a location under close watch. Moreover, he himself had helped establish its formation. Yet it had changed tonight as well—could these two matters really be unrelated?
With Liu Zhan's keen sight, he naturally saw black qi soaring into the sky above Kuiqiao Ward, only to be forced back down afterward.
That great formation had originally been meant to suppress the ghosts and gods from the demolished Divine Shrine, preventing them from acting rashly. Later, by imperial decree, they would either be placated or eliminated. Prince Dai had intended it, and Liu Zhan had lent his strength, yet tonight it had undergone an anomaly. This was absolutely no small matter!
Liu Zhan's expression darkened. He sensed an ill omen.
"True Person, has another change occurred?" the middle-aged Daoist asked. Liu Zhan frowned and was about to nod, but stopped himself.
What had happened tonight was no longer something that could simply be called a change.
"King Aura... is also approaching?" Liu Zhan formed a hand seal with his right hand and brushed it over his eyelids. Two points