Profound Elixir Palace.
The spectator seats at the Dragon-Suppressing Platform.
Amid an uproar from the spectator seats, the projected image above the Dragon-Suppressing Platform gradually grew clearer, and many cultivators who had already left returned to their seats from all directions.
For a time, the spectator seats, which had been deserted for so long, suddenly bustled with activity.
Yet everyone inside the Spring Rain Pavilion looked uneasy in the face of this bustle.
Duan Xiaoyu said nervously:
"Eldest Brother Taiping and the others suddenly requested a viewing ahead of schedule today. Could something have gone wrong?"
Sitting to one side, Little Commandery Princess Chu Xiaoxiao shook her head and said:
"Surely not. Eldest Brother Taiping's group has someone like Immortal Elder Wuji with them."
But Xiahou Qingyuan, seated at the next table, shook his head and said:
"Not necessarily."
Under the startled gazes of everyone in the pavilion, Xiahou Qingyuan kept his eyes fixed on the projection above the Dragon-Suppressing Platform and continued on his own:
"Immortal Elder Wuji confronted that Xingtian divine intent inside Dumu Palace for decades. He couldn't possibly have come through unscathed. His fighting strength now must fall short of his prime."
The Old Martial God Zhu Huai also spoke gravely:
"According to the cultivation world's deductions over the past two days, the Xingtian divine intent inside Dumu Palace is not the same one that Yundaozi sealed."
"For all we know, they may already have encountered the Xingtian divine intent sealed by Yundaozi these past few days."
Little Commandery Princess Chu Xiaoxiao immediately murmured nervously:
"A divine intent that had taken form for only a dozen years or so was already that powerful. The Xingtian divine intent sealed by Yundaozi has probably had a form for thousands of years, hasn't it?"
At these words, everyone's heart