The pillar of Spiritual Power pierced the heavens, its intense light even brighter than the blazing sun overhead.
The formation also contained the shock waves of its power. Although the pressure of the Spiritual Power spilling out was already enough to make hearts tremble, it caused no actual harm.
The situation was fairly clear now.
Unless His Excellency had wanted to blow up his own base to watch some fireworks, someone had most likely wiped it out.
But this was absolutely not something an ordinary sect could accomplish. Even if the Eighteen Immortal Sects had not acted themselves, they must have given their instructions and assistance behind the scenes.
Rather than saying Winter Melon herself had been set up, it would be more accurate to say the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou headquarters had been set up.
Winter Melon glanced at Pig Mask and saw that he looked somewhat dazed.
Before, she might also have frozen for a moment, but perhaps because Cui Hao had been tormenting her lately, she had also made several trips between life and death.
Her state of mind was unexpectedly calm at this moment.
Winter Melon said, "The two of us are probably all that's left of the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou headquarters now. Your cultivation is higher than mine, so I'll listen to you. What are you planning to do?"
Pig Mask looked back at her.
Those above had paid an enormous price to establish the Dongsheng Shenzhou headquarters, and now it had been utterly reduced to nothing.
But he truly had no idea what to do next.
He was merely someone who carried out orders, not a planner who used his head.
Information had leaked from the Dongsheng Shenzhou headquarters. He had no way of judging whether Winter Melon was friend or foe now, nor could