The four sides were silent, a pin drop could be heard.
A gentle breeze blew through, supposed to be a refreshing wind brushing against the face, yet it seemed to carry away all the warmth of the Ancient Divine Domain's Daoists, plunging them into the icy chill of winter.
"Spurt!"
The Taoist disciple of the Tianyun Immortal Sect suddenly coughed up blood, his face ashen as if gilt paper.
On his face, all confidence of having everything under control disappeared, trembling with fright and disbelief, he looked at the Heavenly Calculator Daoist bitterly.
"You… obscured my Heavenly Mechanism Calculation?"
"Everything I saw in my calculations was the scene you left for me?"
The Tianyun Daozi was like struck by a bolt from the blue, the whole person became wooden, akin to a puppet, lost the nimbleness that life should have.
He was struck back by the Heavenly Mechanism Inference.
