At this moment, Sea Dragon City, Imperial Palace.
A figure in a bright yellow robe suddenly paused, Ying Si placed the wolf brush back onto the brush stand, an inconceivable shock flickering in his eyes.
Not long ago, he received a verbal message from a messenger sent by the Great National Master, whom he had recruited with a heavy reward at Falling Dragon Mountain,
The message was roughly that today, his State Preceptor would be trying out a new Divine Skill at Falling Dragon Mountain, and during this time, Great Qin might experience a minor disturbance....
"So, State Preceptor, this is the 'minor disturbance' you spoke of?"
Ying Si looked up to the ceiling, his Divine Thought had already penetrated numerous barriers to reach the high heavens above.
He saw that the sky had changed.
The sky was enraged.
It wasn't the minor fuss like when he initiated the Three Lands United before, but rather a hysterical, relentless madness.
