Such a commotion startled all the cultivators of the Cyan Mountain Sect.
The vast majority of the disciples had no idea what had happened—only those at the Elder level understood a little.
An earthquake.
No one knew how it came about; perhaps only the Sect Leader knew.
Liu Zixiao merely knew that something like this had happened before.
"Every few hundred years, there will be an earthquake like this, and it will quickly subside..."
That was what she said.
"Once every few hundred years?"
Qin Yu's brows drew together slightly. He had intended to open his Celestial Eye to investigate, but sensed instead that the quake was gradually slowing, and soon completely subsided.
The chaotic spiritual qi between heaven and earth also gradually returned to normal.
It was as if nothing had happened at all.
Half an hour later, the Sect Leader returned, but looking utterly exhausted—he went straight indoors and didn't appear for days.
That night.
