The restrictions in the City Lord's Mansion's secret chamber were still faintly warm. Qin He swept his fingertips through the space before him, and as gold-black patterns flowed across his palm, he drew all the fire-attribute spiritual materials and formation jade talismans stockpiled in the mansion, along with the statue of a man riding an ox, into his palm space.
Without the slightest hesitation, he flickered into an almost imperceptible afterimage, skimmed along the ground out of the City Lord's Mansion, and headed straight toward the Northern Continent.
Better to leave sooner than later.
The Divine Court's prying had already begun to show itself. Rather than sit and await death, he might as well try his luck in Blackwind Abyss first.
If he could find the devouring heaven and earth flame and raise his lotus flame another tier, he would have more confidence even if he encountered a High God's avatar.
Wind howled past his ears, and the mountain forests along his route raced backward.
The power of Qin He's laws spread silently around him, suppressing his aura to the utmost. Like an invisible breeze, he slipped soundlessly through heaven and earth.
Yet when he had traveled barely two hundred li from Ziyang City, an immense pressure suddenly surged up behind him.
It came without warning, like a fathomless abyss crashing down upon the earth, and instantly locked onto him.
Qin He stopped abruptly. Before he could turn to make out the figure behind him, the sky overhead suddenly darkened.
The ordinary clouds turned pure gold in an instant. Like gold smelted in a raging fire, they churned together into an enormous golden bowl that descended upside down.
Hummm!
The instant the golden bowl settled into place, a hum shook heaven and earth.
Countless intricate merit runes flowed across its