Southern District.
A light rain fell on the night streets, and the air was slightly cool.
The moment Xu Xiaoshou appeared, he jolted, and then every pore on his body seemed to explode open.
"This... is too terrifying!"
He could not see a single person at the scene.
Yet when he spread out his Perception, above and below, throughout the void in every direction, even underground—
Everywhere was filled with the Dao-rhyme aura of spirit cultivators.
The weak ones were at the Throne level, the strong ones at the Cutting Path level. Their presence was even more intimidating than it had been back at the White Cavern!
"Have they gone mad?"
"So many people?"
"Is this really necessary? What exactly did Cheng Ji discover to gather this many people?"
Xu Xiaoshou nearly burrowed straight back into the Origin Mansion on the spot.
But he knew that if he did, his little companions would be finished too.
Thinking of his junior sister and the others, Xu Xiaoshou could not help growing anxious.
It was not that he did not want to bring the people of First Pavilion Under Heaven into the Origin Mansion and leave together.
The problem was, the moment word spread that an investigation was underway, everyone in Private Room 209 vanished on the spot. Even a ghost would know that First Pavilion Under Heaven had a major problem.
The Royal City Trial had not even begun yet.
How could Xu Xiaoshou simply let go of the force he had painstakingly built? Find an opportunity...
The fine rain drifted continuously, passing through his body.
Xu Xiaoshou raised his head and suddenly stared blankly into the night sky. Only after sensing that there was no curtain of rain above the ninth heaven did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.