Dusk finally arrived as anticipated.
The noise in the grand hall resumed, but the gigantic white jade still showed no reaction.
"Sect Master Huang, you must be kidding us, there's no projection from this object as you said," someone began to question.
Huang Ze glanced coldly at the person, as if he would have already struck the person dead if so many people weren't present. A Tianji Sect elder beside him said, "Just wait a bit longer, soon you'll see. How could such matters toy with you?"
"That's Elder Yuan, junior brother, you should be cautious," Wu Ding reminded.
Since night had yet to fall, the people in the hall continued to discuss among themselves, but the light dimmed further. The Tianji Sect had no intention of lighting up the hall's hanging lanterns, instead, the massive white jade seemed to be emitting a gentle glow.
In Ye Fan's eyes, it looked much like a gigantic LCD screen.
