When that time came, bloody conflict would be inevitable, and there was no telling how many Cultivators would meet a violent end on the spot.
In the blink of an eye, amid an earth-shattering roar, a giant palm hundreds of feet wide descended from the sky, slamming down hard upon the inn's location.
CRUMBLE!
The ground shook violently as all the Array Restrictions, both inside and out, shattered completely. Amidst a spray of flying tiles and rubble, the luxurious courtyard was razed to the ground.
The once-clear sky instantly turned pitch-black as thick, dark clouds blotted out the sun. Above the clouds, several immensely powerful Divine Thoughts exchanged messages:
"...Where's the Child of Destiny? Where did he go?"
"He was just here a moment ago. I clearly sensed his aura."
"Hm? There seem to be traces of Buddhist Sect Divine Techniques here. Could it be that those damned thieving baldies beat us to it?"
