Since Falien made his move, the Demonic Qi thoroughly overshadowed the night, spreading within the city.
The density of the Demonic Qi was far greater than the air, and after entering the city, it did not float upward but instead flowed downward like water.
The towering Lishan Mountain, like a Celestial Posture, was the first to come into contact with it. The Demonic Qi spread like oil, flowing from the summit along the mountain slopes.
However, both the weather and the change in "air quality" were completely isolated outside by the high-level treasure ground.
Therefore, Meng Chuan, who was still in secluded meditation at the research institute, remained entirely unaware of the external situation.
His eyes were tightly shut, with five hearts facing the sky.
A cloud-like mist in a brilliant blue hue appeared around him, inside which sparkles of light resembling illusory stars twinkled, sporadically dispersed.
"Huu huu..."
