บท 147: True Chaos Qi

In ancient palaces and secluded realms across these countless higher worlds, cultivators of unimaginable power frowned as they looked towards Shen Yuan's world, sensing a tiny ripple spreading from that location that affected the very fabric of the mortal plane.

"What is this…" one ancient being, a powerful ancestor in a far-off immortal sect, murmured as he felt the Qi of his own world tremble ever so slightly. His eyes glowed with an ethereal light as he sought out the source, but the disturbance was too subtle, and together with Yue Lan's interference he couldn't locate its exact location.

In another world, a woman clad in flowing robes paused her cultivation and raised her eyes to the heavens. "A rift in the very fabric or the mortal plane… but why can't I trace the location of it? Has someone purposely concealed it?"