Not only was there worship in the square, but in the surrounding buildings, one could also see some phantoms practicing cultivation?
However, compared to the stable scenes of the square, these phantoms flitted in and out like ghosts, often disappearing in a flash.
One moment they were practicing in a room, and the next they were demonstrating spells in the courtyard.
They jerked and paused as if the world had a bug.
Throughout the surrounding complex of buildings, this same scenario unfolded, resembling a variety of ghost shadows.
Only in the center, where many such solemn rituals had likely been held, did the phantoms maintain some integrity.
Solemn and somber!
One could tell that there was once a clan that, for a long time, had such a ritual.
"Is this... a space-time illusion?" Zhang Junyong surveyed the area and then inquired.
The gathered Profound Immortals, naturally having wide knowledge, could guess the truth after barely sensing it.
