True History

The source of the wind came from Xu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance and not moving at all.

At this moment, wind and clouds surged at the altar and lightning rumbled. Everyone looked bewildered.

Even the vortex in the sky rumbled more and more.

At that instant earlier, they sensed an obscure fluctuation rising with the wind, as though it was emitted from Xu Qing's body. After that, this world swayed.

The ground quaked, and the blade-like slanted mountain range in the distance also trembled. A large amount of boulders fell and smashed into the canyon, leaving behind lingering sounds.

"What's going on!"

Ning Yan took a deep breath in horror.

The captain's eyes were also wide open. He looked at Xu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance with his eyes closed, and his heart churned.

The heir suddenly turned his head and looked at Xu Qing. His expression changed.

"This is…"