"Master, what is this..."
Chen Cuo and Hui Shuo Zi came to their senses and hurried forward.
But after two steps, they both stopped short.
Before them, invisible barriers seemed to divide that small space into dozens, even hundreds, of sections.
Both possessed extraordinary Divine Sense. Even without stepping inside, they sensed the danger: entering would mean falling straight into dozens or hundreds of spatial rifts. No matter how tough their bodies were, they would likely be torn apart in an instant!
Chen Cuo had only just planted the Ancient God's aura within himself, and his flesh had transformed and grown tougher. Even so, he had no confidence he could step inside safely.
So they stared at Daoyinzi, close enough to touch yet separated from them by layer upon layer of fractured space, their alarm and confusion growing.
Chen Cuo asked outright, "Venerable Master, has someone plotted against you?"
Several suspects had already come to mind.
Hui Shuo Zi frowned deeply, his gaze fixed on their Venerable Master.
"This was decided long ago. You needn't worry," Daoyinzi said, shaking his head. "My troubles stem from the grudges of an earlier generation. You need only cultivate diligently. Do not concern yourselves with them."
"Your kindness to us is as great as a mountain," Hui Shuo Zi said. "How could we ignore this?"
"Ah!"
A sigh came from behind them. Yan Yin Zi had entered too, his face tinged with sorrow. "Senior Brother, even now you won't tell them? Didn't you want to leave them instructions? How can you do that without explaining things clearly?"
He turned to the two fellow disciples. "Your master was indeed caught in someone's scheme, but he accepted it willingly. At the root of it, the Great Hua Secret Realm dragged him down. Otherwise, with his heaven-granted