Everything had happened so suddenly, and the tremor was approaching so fast, that Yang Xuanzhou had little time to think.
The last Spatial Shock had caused large sections of this place to collapse, exposing even the deeply buried spirit pool within the mineral vein.
This time, the tremor was coming faster and with far greater force.
Once it shook the ground, the cultivators of the three groups deep underground would face a disaster that could cost them their lives, with no chance to prepare.
If he had not come here or sensed the tremor caused by the friction in space, that would have been one thing.
But he was here. He had sensed the danger in advance, and he had the power to save those righteous cultivators. Yang Xuanzhou could not turn a blind eye to their plight.
After weighing his options for an instant, he stepped forward and said to the three before him, "Seniors, please hear me out. Disaster is about to strike this place. Send word to the cultivators below at once and tell them to return to the surface!"
Duan Weijie and the other two froze. Confusion filled their eyes.
Sun Changfeng also looked doubtful when he heard this, but after a pause of barely a breath, he hurried to speak. "Fellow cultivators, this young man's true identity is highly unusual, and he possesses an extraordinary means of sensing danger. If he says this, it must be true. A great upheaval may be coming to the mineral vein below. Please send word to your companions down there at once!"
The three cultivators from the Central Region found the pair's sudden behavior baffling. Suspicions inevitably arose.
"What are you talking about? Didn't you just say he was a junior of the Sun Clan?"
"Exactly. You gave us