Ancient Mirror Plane.
Leng Yue Ancient God, transformed into an eternal bright moon, suddenly awoke from her stillness.
Just then, for no apparent reason, her heart had begun to pound with dread.
She quickly took an ancient-looking Fortune-Steeling Stele from her robes. More than half of it was already glowing bloodred.
"Hiss..."
Leng Yue Ancient God could not help drawing a sharp breath.
She had obtained the Fortune-Steeling Stele by chance. It was a supreme treasure, and she strongly suspected it had found its way out of the Ancient Cang Divine Court.
It had no other use.
But when it came to foretelling fortune and disaster, its accuracy was uncanny.
She was a Rogue Cultivator with no power behind her, yet she had cultivated all the way to the Four-Wheel Realm. The mysterious Fortune-Steeling Stele deserved more than seventy percent of the credit.
As her strength had grown, however, especially after she reached the Four-Wheel Realm, the stele had gone a long time without reacting.
After all, she was hardly one to draw attention to herself.
She usually traveled alone and kept clear of karmic entanglements.
Trouble seldom found her, let alone danger.
But now—
The mysterious stele had warned her of its own accord. Worse, most of it was glowing bloodred, which meant a terrible danger was about to descend.
How could she sit still?
Without another word, she stepped out of the Ancient Mirror Plane, erased every trace connected to her, and fled into the distant reaches of the Boundary Sea.
Sure enough.
She had barely left when a little measure she had deliberately left behind in the Ancient Mirror Plane detected a powerful Six-Wheel Realm Ancient God storming in, seething with rage.
"Leng Yue Ancient God... get out here!!"
"Red Sand Ancient God? It's him...!!"
Leng Yue