Inside the Cleansing Team's cultivation hall, Fang Mo's hand froze around his cup, and tea spilled out.
"Fang Mo, what's wrong?"
Qingshui looked at Fang Mo in confusion. With strength like his, he couldn't even shake a mountain he was holding, yet he'd spilled his tea.
Hanli, Qian Shan, and the others present all looked at Fang Mo, their eyes questioning.
Fang Mo didn't answer. He closed his eyes, as if sensing something. A moment later, he opened them and frowned. "Just now, I sensed that someone seemed to be plotting against me. But when I tried to trace them, I couldn't find them!"
"That means the other party may be stronger than you, and was able to block your attempt to trace them!"
True Lord Hanli explained.
Qian Shan said gravely:
"It seems the people from Jihuang Sword Palace still haven't given up. Fang Mo, be careful. Those sects are devious. If they can't get you in the open, they may well strike in secret. I suggest you withdraw from Galaxy City and head to the Central Continent with all haste!"
True Lord Qingshui also urged him:
"Qian Shan is right. After this Mist Tide, the number of Mutant Beasts will multiply, and many regions will become extremely dangerous. Galaxy City was built later, so its defenses are inadequate. It can't compare to the Central Continent, where we have the Divine Hall at our backs and can get support in time. The other four peaks can also send reinforcements when things get critical!"
Fang Mo understood that they meant well, but there was no way he could withdraw.
Galaxy City was his base.
To be honest, he didn't have much influence in Tianli Sect. He'd always carved out his own path. But in the Secret Realm, he had no