Moments later, an uproar of exclamations erupted.
"Wh-What is going on?!"
"What happened? Why is the mist receding?"
A scene never seen before was unfolding before everyone's eyes.
The second floor of the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building, which had been gradually solidifying, was slowly fading away. Large amounts of dense, colorful mist were shrinking and lightening at a visible rate.
"What the hell?!" Hei Lou Lan frowned deeply, stretched out a thick arm, grabbed Elder Hei Pei by the collar, and pulled him close.
His expression twisted, his eyes blazing with anger. He growled, "Investigate! I want to know what the hell is going on!"
Hei Lou Lan possessed one of the Ten Extreme Physiques, the True Martial Strength Physique. Only by ascending to Immortality could he avoid the pressure of death.
However, for a Ten Extreme Physique to ascend to Immortality, it required the assistance of a corresponding Immortal Gu.
Hei Lou Lan had pinned his hopes on finding the key to his ascension within the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building—the Strength Path Immortal Gu. How could he allow anything to happen to it?
Elder Hei Pei was frightened, trembling all over. His voice carried a sobbing tone as he replied, "Th-This subordinate does not know. There are no records of this in the history books either..."
"It's fading, fading more!" someone shouted, pointing at the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building.
The colorful clouds grew smaller and smaller, their rich radiance growing dimmer.
Many Gu Masters stared blankly up at the sight. Panic spread rapidly.
"Could it be that the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building is finished?"
"But this was personally set up by our ancestor, the Immortal Venerable!"
"Is even the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building unable to withstand the passage of the River of Time?"
The faces of the crowd turned pale. Some covered their foreheads with their hands, their eyes filled with nothing but panic and dismay.
"They're in complete chaos." In the distance, Fang Yuan's gaze was gloomy, and a faint, cold smile curled at the corners of his mouth.
Even though he was far away, the panicked shouts from the Sacred Palace still traveled clearly across the distance.
The one responsible for this panic cast a brief glance at the Sacred Palace, then lowered his head again, fixing his gaze on the deep hole in the ground beneath his feet.
A strange light flickered in his eyes, and he praised aloud, "Impressive. Truly impressive!"
Fang Yuan had originally estimated that at most ten percent of the mist would be drawn back, but he never expected that once it was actually set in motion, the power flowing back would far exceed his predictions!
Just from this, Fang Yuan could see that this Gu Immortal's understanding of the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building was in no way inferior to his own.
"Who is this mysterious Gu Immortal? What is their identity? I know all of this through a stroke of luck, the convenience of my rebirth, and the first-hand information from the Lang Ya land spirit. How can he (or she) know the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building so well?"
Meanwhile, inside the deep cave. It was already filled with colorful mist, which seemed ready to overflow, but was constantly restrained by a layer of black light at the entrance.
The mist rolled and surged. Inside it, a powerful light grew brighter and brighter.
Crack... Crackle...
Cracks began appearing on the first floor of the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building.
The elders, led by Hei Pei, their faces deathly pale, stared blankly at this scene.
As for the other Gu Masters below the top floor of the Sacred Palace, many had already fallen to their knees, kowtowing repeatedly.
They shouted, cried, or begged—
"Don't collapse, you cannot collapse!"
"Ancestor, what did we do wrong that you would punish us like this?"
"Please, Ancestor, have mercy and give us, your unfilial descendants, another chance!"
These voices reached Hei Lou Lan's ears. He glared fixedly at the first floor of the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building.
Crack after crack continued to spread across its surface.
Even though Hei Lou Lan was a rank five Gu Master and possessed a Ten Extreme Physique, occupying the peak of the mortal world, he too felt helpless and lost at this moment!
"No, this can't happen! I absolutely cannot allow this!!" Suddenly, Hei Lou Lan erupted in a furious roar. His face was twisted with rage, his eyes burning with hot fury.
"My mother's revenge is still unavenged! My grand plan of vengeance! My Strength Path Immortal Gu!" he roared in his heart.
Boom.
A soft sound, yet it shook the heavens and the earth!
The first floor of the Eighty-Eight True Yang Building, which had previously solidified into form, completely collapsed, reverting into a sky full of colorful mist.
The mist was like a flood bursting through a dam, gushing out and spreading rapidly. In the span of a few breaths, it enveloped the massive Sacred Palace and dyed the very horizon.
Pfft!