Inside the Taoist Field, one by one, the cultivators who were busy in cultivation and treasure crafting heard the sound, and they all put down their tasks. Almost every pair of eyes flashed with a touch of tension and anticipation.
Meanwhile.
Amid a mist connected to the surrounding Realm Membrane, faintly yellow and mysterious, a burly figure was seated in meditation.
At this moment, as if sensing something, his eyelids trembled slightly, seemingly about to open...
...
Wang Ba's gaze swept over the Realm Membrane beneath his feet.
On the Realm Membrane of the Little Cang World, countless undercurrents quickly surged.
However, before these undercurrents could settle.
He suddenly raised his head in alarm, looking at the nearby grey, sack-like Yuanci Path Dao Domain.
The 'sack' that was originally contracting suddenly expanded!
And the howling sound within also became far deeper.
A shadow of gloom passed over his mind.
He immediately warned Yu Wuheng:
