Qingfu's eyes flew wide open, and in an instant, she retreated tens of thousands of miles.
She abruptly looked up, her gaze tightening. What overwhelming power!
Ni Canghuan's stern figure appeared high in the heavens. Expressionless, he looked down upon Qingfu. Whether it was the Heavenly Palace or the Fushi Cult, he acknowledged neither.
"Immortal."
Qingfu's heart sank, waves crashing within it. There was actually an Immortal guarding this place...
She gazed toward Circular Mountain and cupped her hands. "Fellow Daoist, forgive the disturbance."
"Leave." Ni Canghuan spoke coldly. This Dao Integration Realm cultivator had come here deliberately.
It was as though he had seen Qingfu through completely. He had already noticed the vast immortal power hidden within her body—the Immortal said to have been resurrected by the Fushi Cult.
Yet Ni Canghuan's gaze only grew colder.
His killing intent was heavy.
Qingfu knitted her brows, cupped her hands once more, and departed.
She had once been the Great Emperor Fuguang of the Immortal Court, holding great authority over one region. Yet her conduct had not fully changed. This was the later-era Immortal Realm, where powerful figures stood like a forest. She could no longer act so rashly.
Ni Canghuan gave a cold snort and strode through the sky away.
The Dao Ancestor had been far too courteous to the Fushi Cult, actually allowing these utterly ruleless cultivators to enter the mountains so presumptuously.
Outside the mountains.
An utterly astonished roar suddenly erupted. "What?! This place is full of peerless mineral veins? It took a hundred thousand years just to draw a rough map? Half of it is forbidden land?!"
It was Chi Hao's voice.
His eyes were wide as saucers. He had merely glanced once more at Anning eating "snacks," intending to rebuke him for wasting heavenly treasures so