At those words, the air in the secret chamber seemed to freeze.
The coordinates of the Immortal Court Ruins!
Emperor Jiang Wu's phantom abruptly solidified and drifted before Mu Tianshu in an instant.
Old Ancestor Xuanming and the Alliance Leader also stepped forward almost simultaneously, unable to hide the burning intensity in their eyes.
Even Old Ancestor Cangwu, who had remained expressionless all this time, unconsciously twitched his fingers inside his sleeve.
Even fragments of Immortal Court Relics could forge a peerless Dao Fruit beyond the Longevity Realm.
Then how many opportunities would an entire Immortal Court Ruins hold? No one could resist that temptation.
Seeing the four react, a flicker of hope passed through Mu Tianshu's cloudy eyes. His gamble had paid off.
Yet Zhou Xuan merely raised a hand.
That simple gesture brought the Alliance Leader and the others to an abrupt halt.
Zhou Xuan remained seated in the Grandmaster Chair. He did not even glance at the roll of Beastskin on the desk, merely looking calmly at Mu Tianshu sprawled on the floor.
"Coordinates?" Zhou Xuan's tone was mild, betraying neither joy nor anger. "Do you really take me for a three-year-old?"
Mu Tianshu's expression froze.
"I just came out of the Immortal Court Ruins," Zhou Xuan stated as a fact. "So tell the truth. Otherwise, I'll crush your Dao Fruit right now."
Boom!
Those last words struck Mu Tianshu's heart like a heavy hammer. The little hope he had just kindled, the desperate belief that he had seized a life-saving straw, was smashed to pieces in an instant.
He had been there? He had just come out of it?!
Mu Tianshu jerked his head up and stared at Zhou Xuan in disbelief. There was not the slightest hint of a joke on that far-too-young face.
Only