Traveling Together

Atop Qingting Peak, shadows of thunder flickered and baleful energy billowed.

Holding an umbrella, Song Dayou gazed at the churning, chaotic lightning and glanced at the morning sun just peeking over the horizon. His brows furrowed as he continued his calculations.

This is taking a little too long. It's already the hour of the rabbit...

It was Ze Tian's first time Moon Worshipping, yet he had entered the Abyss-Gazing dream and still hadn't woken up. That child wouldn't have transformed into a Devil Embryo, would he?

Although he was always reminding people not to spend the night Moon Worshipping, lest they risk their Dao hearts falling to the devil, this sort of thing was relatively rare at Ink Bamboo Mountain. Most people either lacked the aptitude to enter the dream or had weak Dao hearts and were transformed by the moon's baleful energy. The sort who could fly to the Void Abyss to cultivate, lose themselves so completely that they couldn't return, and come back as something else wearing human skin were mostly Daoists of the Xuan Sect.

Though he didn't want to believe it, dawn was about to break, and Song Dayou had no choice but to prepare. His face dark, he put away his umbrella and took out his flying sword and thunder seal, ready to exorcise the devil. With the sunrise, he began climbing toward the ritual altar on the mountaintop.

There was no doubt that something was taking shape inside the formation. Even the Thunder God's Celestial Devil Statue had been sucked into the baleful energy, collapsing into stones and dust.

The farther in he went, the denser the energy became. Before long, the baleful energy covering the mountain seemed almost alive, expanding and contracting rhythmically like something breathing. It resembled a closed flower bud, and