After destroying Myriad Worlds Mountain, Su Mo returned to Fifth Mountain.
Inside the palace.
Su Mo sat cross-legged alone on a cushion, his entire body like a withered tree, not a trace of aura leaking from him.
Staring blankly at the empty hall, Su Mo's thoughts churned endlessly. He truly had nowhere left to go.
He pondered what he should do. If he left behind only a wisp of divine soul and refined it into a clone, could the clone escape Di Yihun's sensing?
He could not be certain. After all, the Myriad Gods Spirit Seal was not merely a simple seal technique; it had already completely fused with his divine soul.
If that method was not viable, it seemed that reincarnation was the only option left.
But even if he reincarnated, once Di Yihun descended to the lower realm, he would still be unlikely to escape.
After all, no one knew how powerful Di Yihun had become. Perhaps his divine sense could even cover an entire star field.
"Alas!"
Su Mo let out a deep sigh, then rose to his feet. He planned to return to Tianhuang, visit those old acquaintances, see the son he had never met, and then make his decision.
"Master, someone has come requesting an audience!"
At that moment, the voice of an Overlord Race servant came from outside the palace.
"Refuse them," Su Mo said blandly. He had no mind to see anyone.
"They say they are from Shangqing Divine Palace," the servant outside said.
"Shangqing Divine Palace?" Su Mo was startled upon hearing this, somewhat surprised. Why had someone from Shangqing Divine Palace come?
"Let them in." After pondering briefly, Su Mo waved his hand. Those from Shangqing Divine Palace might have come because of Ling Shang, so he could not refuse to