"..."
A wordless silence spread between Su Lingya and Ning Yunlu.
After a long moment, Ning Yunlu resumed examining the condition of her junior disciples and asked them for details about their confrontation with Zhong Ming.
Although the Cuixiang Mountain disciples had been utterly dominated by Zhong Ming, they had, after all, directly faced his Divine Soul.
Listening to the accounts of her many disciples, Ning Yunlu slowly pieced together the techniques Zhong Ming had used.
"After a single, clear sound of a water drop, the world changed... Wind and rain, Thunderbolt, and a Dragon Flood Dragon... This is Dao Rhyme!"
"And for it to suppress your Divine Souls, rendering you unable to move... His Dao Rhyme must be at least halfway complete..."
'A supreme prodigy of comprehension... This is the worst-case scenario...'
But before the words were even out of her mouth, Ning Yunlu shook her head.
"No, for the Seven Profound Sect, this is the best-case scenario..."
