Chu Mu suddenly seemed to feel a palpitation in his heart for no apparent reason.
He instinctively swept his gaze around. The immortal mountain soared high, wreathed in clouds and mist. As far as the eye could see, all was peaceful and tranquil, without the slightest anomaly.
Chu Mu frowned deeply. A cultivator's perceptions were never baseless; the higher one's cultivation, the deeper one's understanding of heaven and earth, and the more accurate the sensations born from Heaven and Earth Sensing in the unseen depths became.
This feeling of unease...
After pondering for a while, his wandering gaze once more turned toward Bright Moon Palace.
Lately, the only person he seemed to have come into contact with was Yan Shixiong.
Or could it be...
Chu Mu abruptly looked toward Starfire Peak. There were still two Demon Souls and two Divine Restrictions there, things that were highly likely connected to that terrifying existence...
His fingertips stirred lightly. The True Inheritance Token hanging at his waist floated into his palm, yet the voice-transmission imprint left by the Longevity Sect Master showed not the slightest movement.
Since his report that day, there had been no further word.
Chu Mu hesitated for a moment, but in the end, with the thought that less trouble was better than more, he forcibly suppressed the urge to ask.
His sleeve shook, magical power erupted, and he transformed into a streak of Crimson Blade Light, flying away once more.
This time, however, he was not returning to the True Inheritance Palace. Instead, he headed directly for the Longevity Sect's Scripture Pavilion.
Before long, as a mountain peak thrust into the sky, a towering pavilion spanning several hundred mu atop it entered his view.
The pavilion was shaped like a pagoda, its levels spiraling upward one after another and