Chương 487: A Battle

The black and white colors which covered the vast habitat dissipated.

Within the 7th lecture hall, Yuanfei was calm.

The disciples here were all the cream of the crop. They might not be able to be expressionless in front of the sky collapsing, but they were all able to maintain their composure under dangerous situations.

This was why just now, although they were unable to see anything and their spiritual senses were unable to spread out, no one panicked. Instead, they just sat quietly and waited.

However, when that phenomenon disappeared, it couldn't stop them from gathering up and discussing.

"What happened just now? First, there was the snow out of nowhere then was the white light. Why are there weird things happening in the common people's vast habitat?"

"I think it is at least a grade 5 and above magical grade spell. It might even be celestial grade…"

"To be able to swallow spiritual sense, its grade definitely won't be low!"