Everyone was stunned in place, staring blankly at the scene before them.
The Daoist Forbidden Land had existed since the founding of the Tianshu Pavilion, a millennia ago.
It is said that inside is an independent world, filled with both dangers and opportunities. According to tradition, before every Chief Successor takes office, they must enter it for training. If they can come out safely, it means they have received the Ancestor's approval and are thus qualified to become the Sect's successor.
And now, this tremendously significant Daoist Temple had completely collapsed before their eyes!
The flying eaves collapsed, rubble scattered, vermilion pillars fell with a crash, and the dome of the main hall seemed to be crushed by an invisible giant hand, a rolling cloud of dust blocking out the sun.
Without any warning, in just a few breaths, it turned into a ruin of broken walls!
"Lord! Master!"
Ling Ningzhi exclaimed, leaping forward.
