Perhaps it was the halo of the "Game," but the old tortoise seemed somewhat ingratiating, with a high willingness to communicate.
As everyone was engaged in excited discussion, suddenly, each person sensed an indescribable mysterious force rapidly ascending from the direction of the Taoist Temple.
It wasn't aggressive, yet it appeared so colossal and vast, like the heavens and universe itself.
In the endless expanse of space and time, it was as if a boundless giant cast a gaze upon this realm.
To the average person, this gaze was unfelt, but the more knowledgeable one was, the more chillingly their soul quavered deep within.
"What… what happened?"
"I have no idea."
A very strange voice arose from within the heart.
"Only God is eternal, doing good bestows a hundred blessings, doing evil bestows a hundred calamities. Your virtue may be small yet it brings universal celebration; your lack of virtue may be great, leading to the fall of your lineage."
