City of the Heavens, within a palace hall.
A group of people is anxious, the Celestials are also in a hurry, for the Protector is critically ill, showing signs of departing from this world.
"How can it be so, the great Protector is in danger, our clan is about to lose a most powerful being," the Celestial Mo Luo's face is filled with worry, this outcome is too dire.
"It's all because of that brat, all the recent calamities befalling our clan are related to him!" another Celestial said with a sullen face, as malice surged within.
They are restless. The Protector, already short on life, yet attempted divination, wishing to span the boundless distance to forcibly capture and eliminate Shi Hao, cutting off the source of disaster, but the result backfired early on.
For those not gifted with Spirit Communication, under normal circumstances, even the mightiest figures are reluctant to predict the future, lest they incur "heaven's wrath."
