Silence. Three months had passed since Xie Qing made a significant breakthrough and returned, yet not a single soldier of the Heavenly Emperor had approached this world.
Considering that the Heavenly Emperor possessed a special intuition and something akin to foresight, he couldn't help but notice and suspect something.
A sunny day. In his estate, Xie Qing was alone, as he held no official position and thus had no work to attend to. Xu Mei and the others were either locked in their offices or helping to build temporary shelters for the affected.
In truth, even their relocation to a separate space hadn't entirely spared the Mortal World from consequences. There had been several strong earthquakes, resulting in the deaths of over a hundred thousand people—and that was just a rough, not entirely up-to-date estimate.
"Ninth stage of the Copper Immortal…"
