Yang Chen was puzzled. What did Great Emperor Mingzhen mean?
Leave this place? How did he know that entering the Grand Hall of Proving the Dao would definitely mean leaving this place? If nothing unexpected had happened, when the Gate of Proving the Dao had last opened several hundred years ago, Great Emperor Mingzhen should not yet have entered the Grand Hall of Proving the Dao.
Then how did he know so much so clearly?
Layers upon layers of doubt surfaced in Yang Chen's mind. Why was Great Emperor Mingzhen so formidable? What cultivation technique did he practice? As Yang Chen's thoughts churned, he inevitably relaxed his guard somewhat.
It was precisely then that Great Emperor Mingzhen seemed to sense something. "Who's there!"
Yang Chen was startled. He had not expected that, even with a divine soul comparable to the Body Integration Realm and his true qi drawn inward, he still seemed faintly insufficient before Great Emperor Mingzhen. He hurriedly ordered, "Hong Yue, quickly!"
Hong Yue immediately transformed into a garment of shadow and covered Yang Chen within it.
Yang Chen only felt his entire body pressed against something soft and yielding before being wrapped in the shadowy garment.
Hong Yue's pretty face was flushed red. Every time she merged with Yang Chen into a shadow, their bodies pressed incomparably close together. Yang Chen did not fuss over such trifles, but she felt so embarrassed that her face burned.
But this was clearly not the time to blush. Great Emperor Mingzhen had keenly detected something. He sprang up directly and carefully searched the surrounding area.
"I clearly detected fluctuations just now. What is going on?" Great Emperor Mingzhen was deeply astonished.
Yang Chen now did not even dare look at Great Emperor Mingzhen, afraid that he might detect something. It