"The Literary Conference has been going on for three days. Should we wake him up?"
In the small world of the Profound Pure Sect, Xuan Yan frowned deeply, looking at Su Changqing, who remained motionless.
"It's not advisable."
Xuan Yi shook his head and said, "We don't even know what stage the fusion of the Power of Space-Time has reached."
"If we interrupt carelessly, Chang Qing might suffer a backlash from time and space."
Upon hearing this, both Xuan Yanzi and Xuan Yan fell silent, their expressions grave.
They knew well how important the matter of the Saint Academy was to Su Changqing.
If he missed it because of this, he might blame himself for a lifetime.
But just as Xuan Yi said, at present, they couldn't see through Su Changqing's situation.
He seemed to have entered another realm of time and space. Although he was physically there, it was as if he was a reflection, indistinct and unclear.
"What's the situation in Central Province City now?"
