Although this perception is extremely vague, it can only provide a general direction.
But even so, it’s a huge help for Xue An.
For instance, at this moment, Xue An is moving forward according to the direction provided by the talkative Artifact Spirit.
And it’s just when Xue An is frantically traveling through the cosmos.
In Xihua City, Lu Hui and many great scholars of the Qisi Poetry Society were staring blankly at the bottomless pit in front of them.
If it were a normal situation, what should be in front of them now should be the ruined Qisi headquarters.
But the problem is that the situation is not normal now, so the Qisi headquarters is gone, leaving only a giant pit with wisps of smoke rising.
"This... What’s going on? Where is our home?" A great scholar couldn’t help but say.
"Yes, where is our home? We just went out, and now the house has exploded?" Another great scholar murmured beside him.
Among those present, only Lu Hui remained calm.
In fact, he had already seen the condition of the Qisi headquarters from the top of Kuixing Mountain.
However, he didn’t expect things to be this bad.
But soon he took a deep breath and then slowly said, "Under such a catastrophe, suffering some losses is inevitable. Luckily we all went to Kuixing Mountain. Otherwise, wouldn’t we have also been affected by this explosion?"
"That’s one way to put it. But why exactly did our Qisi headquarters blow up? I see that nothing happened to the other academies!" A great scholar was puzzled.
"Yes, not only did our headquarters explode, but even our Wen Shan seems to have disappeared!"
Hearing this, the present scholars immediately felt and their faces turned extremely grave.
Because, as that person said, they could not feel even a trace of the Qisi Wen Shan’s aura.
It’s known that although the Qisi Wen Shan had not been activated for hundreds of years, as long as one reached a certain cultivation level, they could clearly sense its existence.
But now, within the reach of Divine Sense, there’s nothing but emptiness, not a single trace of Wen Shan.
Everyone started to panic a little.
After all, if the headquarters was blown up, it’s just a matter of rebuilding. But if Wen Shan disappeared, it means that the Qisi Poetry Society has vanished in terms of literary significance.
"What... what should we do now?"
"Just now, the literary aura of academies all over the world gathered together, forming the Will of Literature. Is the disappearance of our academy’s Wen Shan related to this?"
"Then why are other academies fine?"
"Other headquarters haven’t been blown up yet!"
The great scholars began to babble like bereaved thieves.
Tang Zheng’s expression was very ugly at this moment.
In fact, his complexion had not been good ever since his sister Tang Xiao left with Xue An without discussing it with anyone.
The difference now is that besides worrying about his sister’s safety, he is also showing a bit of confusion.
"Senior brother, what is going on?"
Lu Hui shook his head, "I’m not quite sure now!"
"Then what should we do next?"
Brush!
All of the great scholars’ eyes immediately gathered on Lu Hui,
After all, faced with this unprecedented situation, this group of scholars, who are usually only adept at studying ancient texts, had already become frantic.
Lu Hui fell into contemplation.
He was pondering over the ins and outs of the entire incident.

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