Outside the loft, the Demonic Cultivators were silent and stunned, gazing at the Sect Master's residence that had returned to tranquility.
The pond was as smooth as a mirror, and the waterfall seemed to have become a babbling brook.
If not for the thin Spiritual Energy reminding them, they would have almost forgotten the enormous vortex that had covered the entire loft for the past three days.
And then, such an anomaly…
"Enlightenment in Dream?"
An Elder from the Annihilation Sect with white hair murmured, stroking his beard and muttering to himself, "Could the Sect Master have wandered beyond Taixu and enjoyed the creation of heaven and earth?"
"HISS—what kind of aptitude, what kind of talent, what kind of insight must one have."
"I always feel that the Sect Master's future achievements will certainly far surpass ours!"
"One word, convinced!"
Just then, Elder Miao made a move, scattering a burst of blood light and enveloping the loft completely.
