The weather grew colder by the day, and the leaves on Qiluo Mountain became increasingly withered and yellow.
Beneath the gatehouse in the Statue Grotto-Heaven, Chen Mu curled up in a rocking chair, staring absently at the watery curtain before the gate.
With the Lingbao Shuji Pian entering Tier 5, the power radiating from Qiluo Mountain's City God Dao Field had expanded further. The watery curtain before the gate could now display scenes from the three neighboring counties, but Chen Mu had no mood to watch.
Images of the underground meridian aperture nodes kept flashing through his mind. Whenever he thought of those half-dead Qi Refining cultivators, his feelings became indescribably complicated.
Dong!
A soft sound came from the watery curtain.
Chen Mu instinctively looked up and saw Li Buxian tossing a brand-new Yellow Millet Gourd into the Dragon Locking Well.
That old bastard was skimming benefits from the Yin Nether Underworld again.
Chen Mu curled his lip.
Then again, the Netherworld itself was plenty sinister, so...
None of them were good people!
"The method for leaving the Dao Field has to be made more thorough." Chen Mu let out a long sigh.
Setting everything else aside, he had to raise the Lingbao Shuji Pian to its limit. Once the Dao Field's influence extended farther, perhaps he could teleport straight to Dagan's border in one go.
That way, the instant he left the Dao Field, he could immediately put vast distance between himself and Dagan.
"And in the future, I should minimize the time I spend outside the Statue Grotto-Heaven."
He felt rather regretful. He had originally planned to have some fun in the three neighboring counties during the New Year.
The Breath-Stopping Supernatural Ability was indeed mysterious, but it was ultimately only a low-level Ghost Soldier Divine Ability. There