"Apologies for the tardiness, young miss," Sun Wu bowed slightly.
"What has delayed thee so? Is the so-called devil lord stirring troubles?" The voice rose again, its tone even more chilling than before.
Sun Wu chuckled, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "No, I was delayed because I was occupied with overseeing the integration of the continent into its new position."
The voice fell silent for a moment, then resumed, "That explains one matter. What of the other?" This time, it was not merely a sound that echoed, but an oppressive aura that descended upon Liang, a weight so crushing it stifled his breath.
Liang's countenance drained of color, his body frozen in place, he couldn't even gather his universe sense.
Swiftly, Sun Wu interjected, "This junior brother, Liang, lent us his aid in dismantling the Heavenly Devil Ruling the Heaven Formation."