Needless of the Realm Spirit’s words, everyone could see that this place was definitely the heart of the Clearcloud Realm’s changes.

Endless black fog covered the sky and blotted out the sun. The Gold-Banded Staff was at the center, seemingly stirring coffee. The vast fog lingered upon the staff, thin and wispy. Slowly circling around, the fog was like a giant black funnel. It leaked onto the heavens and extended into the earth.

Below, Xu Yangyi keenly felt something was off. The central stone platform was the same as before, but… the black fog surrounding it appeared to already be at a boil! In addition, Bladevessel’s figure hadn’t once appeared.

Swoosh… The skylark steadily landed on the stone platform. As everyone else walked out of the artifact, they were almost all astonished, dumb as wooden chickens.

“What is this place?” Mu Yang looked around in shock. Likewise, he didn’t feel qi here, but the ominous atmosphere was like a giant, invisible hand tightly gripping onto his heart, causing his breathing to be somewhat difficult!

Cui Xusheng’s and Shao Yufeng’s spiritual force clambered up to the peak. The blackness in their vicinity was darkness that not...