Yu Ci rode the Netherworld Patrol Chariot in a circle around the target peak, gaining an ever clearer grasp of the surrounding terrain. He discovered that, aside from the Heavenly Demons, several cultivators who had entered Donghua Palace with him had also arrived. They had merely been frightened by the astonishing density of Heavenly Demons and were hiding to the side, yet unwilling to leave. They had likely found some treasure and could not bear to abandon it.
These people were all somewhat distracted and absent-minded. The Netherworld Patrol Chariot passed behind them twice, yet none of them noticed it.
Yu Ci knew then that they were truly not worth mentioning. Shaking his head, he drove the chariot around in another direction and gazed at that mountain peak. His left hand fumbled twice within his sleeve, touching the faintly warm Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror, and he remained silent for a long while.
He had considered using the Zhaoshen Map to examine the reality of the situation, but the more he understood the origins of the Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror during this period, the more cautiously he used it. Especially since he had never employed it on so many Heavenly Demons, their kin, and Outer Dao practitioners at once—what changes might occur was truly hard to say.
He feared nothing else; but if he exposed his trail, he would be thrust into a completely passive position.
After pondering for a while, he finally suppressed the thought and asked Lu Ya again, "In your memory, where was that screen painting?"
Knowing this was a crucial moment, Lu Ya was exceptionally attentive. Her slender fingers traced through empty air, leaving marks in the void with her pure cultivation. She drew a simple terrain map of the mountain peak, marked the key buildings to clarify their