A Joy Shared Is a Joy Multiplied

Even while making his escape, Wang Xuan's mind was filled with that faint, insubstantial figure from before. He was shocked. To encounter Wu Tian even here was utterly absurd.

If not for his Spiritual Heavenly Eye, he would not even have been able to make out who it was. That figure had been fast and blurry, vanishing in a flash.

"His nerve is really something!" Wang Xuan could not help sighing. The grand gathering had not even begun, yet Wu Tian had boldly charged in. This was not something an ordinary person could pull off.

No wonder Wu Tian was wanted by all manner of powerful figures and great sects. For instance, the scandal involving the alien Meng Long not long ago seemed to have been connected to him as well. Wu Tian had met in secret with the alien Meng Long's newly taken consort at night and made off with a Rare Strange Item.

Wang Xuan communicated with the Dao Control Banner, asking it to conceal his aura. He withdrew soundlessly. For now, everything was going smoothly. He had extracted himself from the Good Fortune Garden's vortex.

"This should be above Sky City. The aliens attending the grand gathering are said to be living beyond the heavens, so they may not be far from here. I need to be careful."

Yet after emerging from the passage Wu Tian had dug through, Wang Xuan froze. Before him was still a Purple Bamboo Forest, immortal mist curling through the air.

Fortunately, there were no terrifying grand formations here. He cautiously explored ahead, then was instantly stunned. Beyond this bamboo forest lay familiar scenery.

"Purple Bamboo Sea!" He was immediately shocked. He had returned to Sky City? No wonder this purple bamboo forest had seemed familiar. This was the place Bear Mountain