The female cultivator frowned and said, “However, the space here was very stable before. It previously showed no signs of eruption. How can a spatial storm suddenly appear? Who is the cultivator residing in the nearby area?”

The man twirled his beard and calmly answered, “What is so strange? Small scale spatial fluctuations were always hard to predict. The Gold Court Boat may be wondrous, but they can’t predict them all. As for the master of the area, the land was recently acquired by a Deity Transformation cultivator. He should be a dark azure guard.”

The woman held a sparkling spell plate in her hand and fiddled with it a moment. Then with a frown, she suggested, “The Foreign Spirit Plate didn’t acquire the aura of any foreign tribes. It seems there aren’t any hiding here. Should we call the nearby dark azure guard and interrogate him? He might have something to do with the spatial storm.”

The cultivator shook his head and spoke with a solemn expression.“Why is there any need to go through the trouble? So long...