"Vice President Lin, my friend, you felt that, didn't you?"
The Ancient King's expression was grim as he stared at the rapidly shrinking Cloud Sea.
"Of course," Yur Piaoyun said, his expression a mixture of shock and uncertainty. "A presence like this... it feels like it transcends all profound mysteries. It's like... the will of the world itself."
To the Ancient King, the power gathering over the Cloud Sea was immense, but not enough to truly horrify him. The will it contained, however, was a terror he had never encountered in his four-hundred-plus years of practicing the Martial Arts.
On the surface of the sea, the Celestial Human Realm Martial Artists who had been hiding in the shadows could no longer remain still after sensing this power. They rushed out one after another, staring toward Liubo Island. Though they normally betrayed no emotion, their faces were now masks of utter astonishment.
"What is this feeling?"
