Han Muye looked up at Immortal Lord Cengyuan and Qiong Qi.
The auspicious energy above their heads had become extremely thin.
This kind of auspicious energy could barely sustain the operation of the grand array, already at its limit.
Looking back, it seemed that the others on Dripping Blood Cliff also had thin auspicious energy.
He didn't pay much attention before, thinking it was due to their severe consumption, which caused their auspicious energy to thin out. But now, it seemed otherwise.
This was a sign from the heavens!
Thinking about this, Han Muye felt a stir in his heart.
Zhang Guangyuan and the others might have sent him because they knew about this situation.
Only his auspicious energy could possibly reverse all of this.
"I don't know what the seniors want me to do?" Han Muye spoke softly.
He wasn't afraid of schemes but didn't want to be manipulated.