"It should be able to hold."
Wang Daoxuan pondered, "Master Huo is the foremost martial artist of our time. Even if Heavenly Master Zhang were here in person, without the aid of the magic platform, casting spells from a distance wouldn't do much good."
Li Yan nodded, but a vague unease lingered in his heart.
He felt as though something wasn't quite right.
Just then, a piercing chill suddenly crept up his spine.
Li Yan abruptly turned around, looking toward the direction of the workshop.
"What's wrong?" Wang Daoxuan noticed his abnormality.
Li Yan was about to speak when, in the distance, another astonishing bolt of thunder exploded, lighting up the entire academy as bright as day, drawing everyone's attention once more.
"It's nothing."
Li Yan furrowed his brows, somewhat puzzled.
The previous unease vanished in an instant.
Could it be the aura of the Grandmaster?
No, I should go check it out...
...
Inside the workshop, Lu Chengye's hand trembled slightly.
