Crack...
Amid the snowstorm filling the sky, a faint cracking sound mixed into the gale. Swept away by the wind and snow, it vanished without a trace in an instant.
What followed was an intense spatial fluctuation. Yet in the blink of an eye, this burst of spatial turbulence likewise disappeared without a trace.
The Ice Crystal Cloud Platform remained. Chu Mu descended from the heavens, studying the Grand Elder Token in his hand before looking up at the sky, seemingly deep in thought.
"Traveling between the inside and outside of a realm—so long as one possesses a fixed guide or coordinates, one can escape that chaotic teleportation..."
After a brief moment of thought, he understood completely.
With a sweep of Chu Mu's sleeve, the Ice Crystal Cloud Platform shattered. The wind and snow rolled past, carrying the fragments away until they vanished into the heavens.
The green-robed figure that had stood there was left with only a few afterimages, scattered and dispersed by the wind and snow.
Amid the mountains and forests, Chu Mu descended from the sky and strode straight into the Cave Abode. The open stone doors slowly closed behind him, returning to their naturally seamless state.
Inside the Cave Abode, specks of fluorescent light lit up one after another, from the outside inward. An invisible ripple swept forth from the depths of the dark stone passage, silently brushing over Chu Mu's entire body.
Only after that ripple faded did the heavily suppressed spiritual energy fluctuations deep within the stone passage slowly withdraw and disappear.
At the end of the long, dark stone passage, a Thunder Hell Puppet stood before the stone wall.
That probing ripple had naturally originated from this Thunder Hell Puppet.
At the slightest anomaly, this Thunder Hell Puppet would unleash world-destroying power in