Shick…
Shick shick shick shick…
The forty-nine sparks flew about as quickly as lightning in every direction of the hall and scratched against the walls, and they even intersected with each other. They might seem to be moving with no pattern whatsoever, but also seemed to be obeying some sort of law. It looked incredibly abstruse.
Ye Gucheng and the other elites in the dao of heaven occupied one spot of their own while they observed the sparks, located at different spots. Their eyes sparkled, as if they wanted to see through the walls.
The judgment these elites in the dao of heaven possessed were much better than those in Myth Realm.
