The situation outside was changing too quickly now.
The Demon Star had yet to descend, but the vassal kings of every region were already rubbing their hands together, rebelling.
The emperor might have been foolish and incompetent, but that did not mean he was easy to fool.
If he did not run now, it would be too late.
"What are you thinking about?"
A voice suddenly spoke.
"I was thinking..."
Lu Yun answered without thinking, then his body froze and cold sweat seeped from his forehead.
He had never imagined that someone could enter this place without his noticing in the slightest.
Anyone capable of entering silently was definitely an expert.
Xiang Qingshan's gaze fell upon the map.
His tone was unreadable. "Qianyuan Treasury? You know where it is?"
Lu Yun's heart gave a violent leap.
He had come for the Qianyuan Treasury.
How did he know?
It was over.
"I know, I know. Senior, look—this spot is the Qianyuan Treasury."
"Ahem, of course, this is only this lowly one's deduction..."
He hurriedly added that caveat.
If the other party failed to find it there, he would be walking straight into a dead end.
More importantly, the man was clearly standing right beside him, yet he could not sense even the faintest breath or presence from him.
He was like a living corpse; there was not even the sound of a heartbeat.
"I heard that people with extraordinary martial arts can control the flow of blood through their meridians and even control their own heartbeat..."
A rumor he had once heard in the martial world suddenly surfaced in his mind.
What deep mountain or ancient forest had this martial arts master crawled out of?
Had it not been said that ever since the Great Qi Ancestor founded the dynasty, his