The void sank flat, and the land shattered-
In the blink of an eye, this small grotto-heaven, already tottering on the brink, utterly lost the strength that supported it!
The five qi fell into disorder, and ominous sights filled the sky.
The earth caved in, mountains collapsed, and resentful energy coiled thickly!
He watched the cultivators sway in the Great Gang Wind of the void, their bodies like drifting dust and catkins, beyond their own control.
The red-robed old man narrowed his slender eyes until only a faint slit remained, an inexplicable pleasure lingering on his face.
He seemed to want to intervene and give things another push.
But in the end, something gave him pause.
He suppressed that thought, gave a cold snort, and made no further move.
Back when the Flowing Fire Grand Transformation Grotto-Heaven was still in the void of Primordial Chaos, two True Lords from the Vermilion Luminescence Sect and the Jade Dawn School had spotted it and agreed to three wagering matches.
After True Lord Li of the Jade Dawn School won,
he, the grotto-heaven spirit, had still known nothing.
A vast magical power had imprisoned him from afar, trapping him on the ninth floor of the Main Hall, unable to move a step, and stripping him of his authority over the grotto-heaven.
He could only watch a crowd of juniors run wild within the grotto-heaven, even prying away many of the wall pillars, bricks, and tiles, like a swarm of locusts sweeping through.
The grotto-heaven spirit had long since bottled up a bellyful of resentment.
He wished he could strike them all dead with one blow of his staff after another!
But he also knew.
Since True Lord Li of the Jade Dawn School had made these arrangements,
he would not allow him to