A few hours later, the many powerful practitioners along both banks of the River of Enlightenment, discovering the previously calm river surface suddenly starting to ripple again, saw a huge whirlpool forming at the center of the river.
At the same time, the dense nature's spiritual energy over the river was being absorbed into the massive whirlpool at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What... what's going on again?"
"It's exactly like the scene when that kid was cultivating before!"
"That kid dove into the river and didn't come out, could he be up to no good again?"
"I think it's possible!"
"Because of that kid, some illusions on the river surface have become blurred or even disappeared..."
"Yes, this cannot continue! If the illusions of the River of Enlightenment cease to exist, it would no longer be called a cultivation holy land, posing a great loss to the strong practitioners of the three thousand great worlds!"
