The live broadcast that was fine just a moment ago suddenly blacked out and was turned off. Millions of domestic and foreign cultivators stared at the black screen of their computers, momentarily unable to react.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Did Bai Chuwei really mess up?"
Some cultivators who had gone to the Zhongzhou Mountain Range urgently took out the Thousand-Mile Voice Transmission Talismans they had refined to inquire about the situation.
The cultivators at the scene woke up as if from a dream and screamed pale-faced, "It's over, Bai Chuwei messed up!!"
The handsome and dashing little beast suddenly went crazy, kicking up clouds of dust, leaving the group of cultivators far behind.
In this situation, everyone hesitated and didn't dare to move forward.
Qingxuan's old face stiffened with a smile, and he immediately shouted sternly, "Why aren't you chasing?! If Senior Bai has an accident, none of us will benefit!"
