Li Ping'an truly let out a sigh of relief at the bottom of his heart.
Thud!
He raised his hand to cover his chest, his brow suddenly furrowed deeply, beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his complexion grew a bit ghastly pale.
The Heavenly Dao abruptly halted in its operation.
The myriad gears seemed to have jammed all at once.
In the heavens and earth, the winds ceased, and the clouds stilled; the entire Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth, at that instance, grew almost eerily silent.
Suddenly, from next to the Jade Pool, came a voice, "The Heavenly Dao has an internal Spiritual Power impeding its function, and this power is swelling rapidly."
The Preceptors of Chan Teaching were perplexed.
Li Ping'an took a deep breath, his hands swiftly formed seals, and he closed his eyes to introspect within himself.
His Primordial Spirit looked upward, beneath the Golden Cloud, a layer of light grey 'smog' had formed.
The grey was expanding rapidly.
