"Indeed..." Jiang Li gazed in the direction of Wushan, feeling the tsunami-like fluctuations, and whispered to himself.
Even though they were far apart, the spatial fluctuations swallowing Wushan still caused a tremendous impact, leaving indentations in the sky.
This time, Wushan was closing not in the usual smooth proceedings, but rather, it was pushed out of this realm by the fierce battle between two third-grade powers, and the external force's influence inevitably caused significant aftereffects.
Jiang Li's divine sense swept through the surroundings, indeed not detecting the presence of his good brother Feng Manlou, who must have already gone to Wushan.
This good brother of his wasn't just around to raise his blood pressure, after all.