Wang Baole looked at his senior brother, Chen Qingzi. He had a hunch that the big fish that his senior brother had mentioned wasn’t the divine emperor, but..
“The Unending Heavenly Dao?”Wang Baole asked softly.
As he spoke, half of the unending battleships outside the gray space continued to collapse. The entire outside world was thrown into chaos!
The cultivators from the myriad sect clans were visibly moved. They looked as if they were facing a great enemy, and even began to back up. Clearly, they didn’t want to get involved, and were trying to send voice transmissions to their disciples who had entered the gray starry sky.
However... it was as if a clay ox had entered the sea. There was no response at all. However, there was nothing strange about it. After all, the spell formation only contained isolation. However, the changes that had occurred in the Wei Yang clan caused the cultivators from the myriad sect clans to feel a bit uneasy.