Du Siwen watched Xu Qingtong handle the turtle shell like a wandering sorcerer, forming hand seals and chanting incantations, her eyes wide with curiosity!
Once Xu Qingtong finished casting his spell, she immediately asked, "Qingtong, what did the characters on the turtle shell say?"
Xu Qingtong pondered for a moment, then said, "Ghost cultivators will certainly appear in Qing-Bing Land within three years. Moreover, the Three Great Sects are unwilling to heed my commands. Only by hiding in a secret place can we preserve our lives!"
"Does that mean all the living souls in Qing and Bing Provinces will vanish?" Du Siwen asked.
"I can't say for certain, either. It hinges on the Three Great Sects' attitude! If they follow my advice, perhaps they can escape this calamity!"
"With our combined strength, we can simply eliminate anyone who refuses to submit!"
Xu Qingtong gave a bitter smile. "If none of them submit, can we slaughter them all like the ghost cultivators?"
Du Siwen froze, instantly understanding what Xu Qingtong meant. They could force people into submission with their strength, but if their hearts remained unconvinced, subduing them would be meaningless!
"But we can't simply stand by and watch. There are still millions of common people on this land!"
"I'll look around first and see whether anything is amiss, then summon the sect masters of the Three Great Sects to discuss it together!"
"I'm going too!"
Xu Qingtong nodded, then sent Zhuang Shengren a voice transmission before turning to Du Siwen. "Senior Sister, let's go!"
The two quietly left Cloudsky Peak, summoned the Dust-Exterminating Boat, and flew toward the Thousand-Cloud Mountain Range.
"Senior Sister, you steer the flying boat. I need to examine the situation below!"
Xu Qingtong handed control of the flying boat to Du Siwen, then mobilized his powerful