"Strange?"
Chen Ye raised his brows slightly.
Even for him, hearing that word made his heart give a little jolt.
First, when you care, you get flustered; Foundation Establishment is, after all, a major event in one's life, a pass of life and death for ordinary Cultivators.
Second is that
this little disciple of his was, in and of herself, an existence that defied common sense.
Whatever happened during her Foundation Establishment would not be surprising.
Zhiwei might be extraordinary, but she was still of the Human Race, unlike Qing Jun, who was a legendary creature.
"Come on, let's go take a look."
Chen Ye couldn't be bothered to rest and strode quickly toward Qing Jun's room.
As soon as he approached,
he immediately sensed something was wrong.
Inside the room, there was a pressure like the rhythm of primordial life… heavy, ancient, and dignified.
