Rumble!
Dull thunder rolled from the very center of the Mount Lu Secret Realm.
This phenomenon had persisted for nearly three days, and the commotion had only grown greater. Even buried beneath a hundred zhang of sand and earth, one could still sense it.
This way, the immortals within the secret realm would not miss their chance to leave merely because they were in closed-door cultivation.
Yet the exit from the secret realm, just like the entrance, was only one.
Though it covered a vast area, nearly as large as a mountain, there were only a handful of routes leading there, making it all too easy for others to lie in ambush ahead.
Sure enough, when Fang Shu dawdled for a day or two before arriving late, he passed by a hill where figures were already standing.
From afar, anyone passing through would stop there. Only after a good while—either with spiritual light flickering or after exchanging a few words—would they leap away.
Fang Shu frowned slightly when he spotted those figures.
But he did not stop or change routes. He ran straight ahead, merely releasing the Gu insects at his side to circle around him and fully display his strength.
Before long, when he reached the hill, gazes immediately fell upon him, filled with apprehension.
He could even faintly hear their muttered discussions carried on the wind.
"This man's aura is no weak one. He must be a Foundation Establishment seed too—hard to provoke!" "Hiss, with such a display, could he be that Gu Demon people were talking about some days ago?"
Seeing that these roadblockers recognized him and even called him the "Gu Demon," Fang Shu raised an eyebrow.
He swept his gaze over them, clasped his hands behind his back, and intended to pass straight through.
Unexpectedly,