As master and disciples were conversing, the scene before their eyes suddenly darkened. Looking up, they saw that the sky, which had been clear and boundless, had now turned dim.
Clouds and fog from nowhere covered the sky, obscuring the sun and the moon. Day and night blended into darkness, presenting an apocalyptic vista.
The group had never seen such a sight, and they couldn't help but gape. Big Black Donkey, beside them, cried out in fear, "Is the sky falling?"
Liu Qingyun also turned to look at Lu Yu, his eyes filled with an indelible fear.
"Sir, what is happening?"
Lu Yu gazed at the darkened sky, lost in thought for a while. By his estimation, this was precisely the time the Monkey should have arrived at Flat Top Mountain, probably using this conjuration to deceive the two Little Demons in order to exchange for the Magical Treasures in their hands.
"Rest assured, it's merely someone using a Magical Treasure to conceal the sky. It will return to normal before long."
