Everyone realized this night was extraordinary, even Qing Niao quickly finished her meal, carried her big axe, and sat barefoot on the mushroom-shaped roof, looking up at the increasingly darkening sky.
Xie Chenyuan didn't believe in evil, fiddling with a few copper coins in his hand, but the divination was unclear each time.
It seemed as if there was a mysterious force blocking his attempt to foresee the situation the courtyard was about to face, leaving him puzzled. The descent of the Wilderness was evidently predictable, so why was it impossible to simply predict luck or misfortune?
"I hope the descent this time is a bit farther from the city," Yun Mo looked up and said softly, "Merging with the city is the most troublesome.
I heard from a demon cultivator in Carefree City that one year, the entire Carefree City descended onto a small town. Although the array protected it from being crushed, the overlapping houses in the town and city nearly scared the humans to death.
