This is the signal transmitted from Mist Heaven Hall.
At this moment, even those cultivators who hadn't kept track of time knew that this world was about to close.
Next time it opens will be twenty years from now.
"Sir, Mist Heaven Hall is about to close."
At this moment, Qing Yu naturally grabbed one of Lu Ye's arms directly to prevent them from being separated too far when Mist Heaven Hall sends them out.
Lu Ye didn't feel any discomfort, as such actions during transmission were quite normal.
But unexpectedly, the next moment... Qing Yu quietly squeezed his arm, as if... testing the feel?
Lu Ye's expression showed a trace of peculiarity, which quickly disappeared.
Less than half a stick of incense later, the entire Mist Heaven Hall world shook more violently.
A powerful Power of Laws began to spread from the depth, sending out one figure after another from this world in an instant.
