In the Shrouding the Heavens World, Meng Chuan wiped away nonexistent cold sweat. Remembering the Immortal King's palm strike, Meng Chuan said disdainfully:
"What a joke. An Immortal King couldn't even catch a Human Dao cultivator like me!"
Meng Chuan had left through Shi Hao's back door, so naturally he could use it to return. An Immortal King wanted to stop Shi Hao's methods?
He might as well skip straight to dreaming.
Besides, this Divine Sense was something Meng Chuan had split off using the Chat Group. He could always return through it in the end.
Still, he had never imagined it would drop Meng Chuan right in front of an Immortal King—and a Weird Immortal King at that.
He strongly suspected a hidden hand was manipulating everything from behind the scenes.
A certain day of a certain month in a certain year. Clear skies.
I went to create Other Selves, only to be sent before an Immortal King. I was frightened—small, pitiful, and helpless. I bear a mighty grudge. One day, I'll personally make the hidden hand drink Beast Milk!
—Meng Chuan's Top-Secret Notes
Whether that hidden Black Hand was Shi Hao, he didn't care. It was Shi Hao either way!
Meng Chuan checked his other strands of Divine Sense. Some had entered worlds with Immortal Kings, but none had suffered a blunder like this.
Meng Chuan set out again for other worlds. Every strand of Divine Sense had to be put to the best possible use!
Before long, however, the Meng Chuans scattered across the Boundary Sea's many worlds all looked in the same direction.
If a Peerless Powerhouse had observed the Boundary Sea, they would have seen two firework-like flashes burst out there, one after the other.
"You're courting death."
A chill entered Meng Chuan's face. That