After Meng Chuan told Yan Chixia what he had observed, Yan Chixia's expression turned strange.
"So the reason the Heavenly Dao of my world suddenly fell was that some unknown being stepped on it from the Boundless Chaos Sea?"
What a hell of a truth. It was absurd—ridiculous beyond belief.
And the Footprint did not appear to belong to a humanoid creature.
"Then why wasn't my world crushed?"
Yan Chixia was puzzled. If this was someone on Meng Chuan's level, whether his world would even survive that step was another question.
For a being at the supreme level, destroying a world the size of A Chinese Ghost Story World was hardly difficult.
"If we don't assume the worst of the Footprint's owner, then they probably didn't even notice they'd stepped on a world. They bore no deliberate malice toward yours."
"As for why your world still exists after that step, to the Footprint's owner, wielding such weight with a light touch was nothing more than routine."
When Meng Chuan walked, he did not crack the earth beneath every step, much less crush entire worlds.
The Footprint had remained only because of the World Membrane's unusual nature.
But if they assumed the worst of its owner, then everything had been deliberate, and a conspiracy had enveloped A Chinese Ghost Story World.
Yan Chixia naturally understood that other meaning in Meng Chuan's words.
"Leaving aside whether my world has anything worth such careful plotting from someone on your level, Great Emperor..." Yan Chixia said slowly.
"Isn't using a Footprint to set a conspiracy in motion a bit careless?"
"Who knows?" As Meng Chuan spoke, his Great Luo power spread and began clearing the Imprint from the World Membrane of A Chinese Ghost Story World.
In truth, once Meng Chuan discovered it was