In an instant, every scene shattered with a crash and vanished like smoke.
Lin Yi's consciousness snapped back into place. He abruptly withdrew, and the body seated cross-legged on the cushion in the great hall trembled slightly.
His back tightened, a fine layer of cold sweat forming at his temples. His emotions churned violently, refusing to settle for a long while.
His pupils constricted sharply, and towering waves surged within his heart.
He could say with absolute certainty that what had just flooded into his sea of consciousness was not some illusion born of cultivation. It was a genuine fragment of memory left behind by the supreme existence sealed at the deepest level of Cangxue Mang Mountain.
Thoughts raced through Lin Yi's mind as he silently reviewed the crucial details.
Had he absorbed too much of the other party's leaking origin power over the past few days, gradually drawing out fragments of its lingering consciousness?
Or did the strange three-inch Divine Statue in his palm already share an extremely deep connection with the existence underground, thus stirring its residual memories?
Both guesses were possible, and Lin Yi sank into deep thought.
But before he could examine the matter further, a sudden disturbance erupted across all of Cangxue Mang Mountain.
First came an incredibly faint tremor from the earth. It was barely perceptible at first, but it rapidly intensified. The entire mountain territory shook madly, the Earth Veins churned, and the barriers trembled.
One lower-grade Blood-Colored Divine Mountain after another on the outskirts could not withstand the shaking. Their bodies cracked, rock layers collapsed, and torrents of blood-colored earth and stone tumbled down amid endless thunderous roars.
At the same time, a vague, ancient, and incomparably violent roar pierced through the soil and layer after layer of seals from billions of