A long, long time passed.
The Origin Turtle suddenly raised his head and looked toward the night sky.
Corpse Dog glanced up as well.
Jing Jiu raised his eyebrows.
They had heard a soft murmur of surprise, as though Snow Ji had encountered something.
The black line in the sky had already broken off, and the terrifying storms in the thunder domain gradually dispersed, having lost their target.
The world seemed to have returned to its ordinary past.
Yet that soft murmur lingered in their hearts for a long time, like distant thunder.
The others had not heard that murmur, only Snow Ji's final laughter and those words.
"She actually speaks human language..." Zhuo Rusui murmured.
Even someone as unflappable as him was left somewhat dazed by the shock, let alone the other cultivators.
Countless gazes fell upon the stars filling the sky.
An intense sense of emptiness arose in their hearts.
True Person Taiping was dead.
Immortal Bairen was dead.
The Snow Nation Queen had ascended.
The things that had happened today were like countless towering waves, ceaselessly battering their Dao hearts.
Once one had seen the vast sea, the creek's waters fell into disorder; once one had seen the true heavens, earth, and universe, one's insignificance revealed itself.
How tonight's events would change the cultivators of Chaotian Continent was something no one knew, at least not tonight.
"What exactly is going on?"
The Great Marsh Magistrate emerged from the Wind-and-Rain Banner and looked toward Jing Jiu, asking in mild shock.
Jing Yao, the Duke of Lu, and the others also stepped out of the Landscape Painting and looked toward Jing Jiu.
Why had the continent's most powerful and terrifying being, the Snow Nation Queen, been at the Green Mountain Sect? And why had she joined forces with him