The Eighth Talent!

"This, this is…What?"

"No, I don't know…"

Everyone in Abyss City realized that they were enveloped by a layer of water. The entire city seemed to be enveloped by a drop of water in an instant.

"This…" Many experts were even more stunned because they could not sense what was going on. Was there an enemy or something?

Even Ye Chonghua, who was in the Ye Residence, was stunned, let alone ordinary experts who could not sense it clearly! Because he couldn't sense it either. What was going on? Where did this ripple come from?

I don't know ...

No one knew!

The big shots at the edge of the abyss did not know either. Ye Shengqian did not understand either. He could only look at Ye Laoliu, but Ye Laoliu shook his head.

"Ancestor, this ..."

Ye Wufang looked at Ye Shengqian hesitantly, even though he firmly believed that his eldest son, Ye Tianjiao, would not have too many changes. At most, he would not be able to awaken the Dark Lord's talent.