The shock came swiftly and passed just as quickly. The Crystal Palace soon seemed to settle down, but everyone came out in astonishment to investigate, their gazes turning toward the Immortal Furnace.
Yi Shuyuan no longer remained seated. He rose from the ground, calmly studied the Four-Pillar True Yang Furnace, then lifted his head to look above.
Even through the boundless seawater, Yi Shuyuan had already sensed thunderclouds gathering high in the heavens above the ocean. Naturally, Wu Yin, the Dragon Lord of the Southern Sea, sensed it too, followed by the many Divine Beings, Aquatic Folk, and cultivators from various quarters present.
"Fellow Daoist, how are things proceeding?"
Wu Yin's question carried a measure of urgency and anticipation. He feared that the disturbance just now meant something had gone wrong, yet the gathering aura of thunderclouds overhead also seemed to herald something.
But as a True Dragon, Wu Yin was exceptionally sensitive to thunderclouds. He could clearly tell that these were not quite tribulation clouds, though they were distinctly different from an ordinary storm. Besides, he should already have dispersed all cloud vapor within a thousand li.
Hearing Wu Yin's question, Yi Shuyuan glanced back at him and, after a moment's thought, replied.
"Everything has gone smoothly enough. What must come will come. To keep the Crystal Palace from being caught up in it, I intend to head above."
As he spoke, Yi Shuyuan looked again at the Four-Pillar True Yang Furnace, which had now returned to stillness.
"What lies within the furnace is ancient as well. Preserved until this day, it has only now melted, and after all this firing, it is gathering into form."
To say it was taking form was not entirely accurate. Everything inside the furnace had melted completely and even acquired the spiritual nature