Huang Tong and Feng Wu, who had been following close beside Xiao Hua, came to their senses as well. Feng Wu cried out, "That's right! What that voice just said... was precisely the language of Confucian cultivators from Cangxian Continent, completely different from Xiaoyu Continent's!"
"A Book Immortal who fell into madness?" Xiao Hua suddenly thought of something, and an unimaginable notion rose from the depths of his heart. He blurted out, "Could it be... that the Heavenly Court Book Immortal who wounded Xu Zhi and Fairy Xingyue... actually fell into Xiaoyu Continent?"
"It can't be such a coincidence, can it?" Feng Wu could not help groaning.
Huang Tong, however, regained his composure after his surprise and said calmly, "Why is it impossible? Xu Zhi, Fairy Xingyue, and that Book Immortal encountered a starstorm and fell into the mortal realm. Xu Zhi and Fairy Xingyue were cast down into the Three Great Continents, yet they never encountered that Book Immortal there. The Three Great Continents and Xiaoyu Continent were originally one whole, so it is perfectly normal for that Book Immortal to have fallen into Xiaoyu Continent..."
"But..." Xiao Hua still wanted to say something, yet swallowed the words when they reached his lips. Facts spoke louder than words. Other than the Book Immortal Xu Zhi had mentioned, who else could possess strength that even his divine abilities could not detect and lay down such an Immortal Imperial Formation?
"Boom, boom, boom..." During this brief moment, rumbles continued to sound from afar. Pillars of punishment, invisible to the naked eye, emerged from the black qi and sealed off heaven and earth. The bright yellow shapes that had previously been indistinct had now taken form. They were torturing instruments shaped like axes, linked together like chains of inscribed text, crisscrossing as