Golden Ao Island, Penglai Immortal Island.
Qin Mu sat cross-legged beneath the Enlightenment Tree, leisurely sipping fragrant tea.
Everything happening in Xiqi and the Blood Sea lay within the scope of his divine sense.
Duobao's domineering attack, Randeng's embarrassment, and the intervention of the Two Sages of the West—he had seen it all. Everything was under control.
At first, he had not paid much attention to the Two Sages of the West going to trouble Ming He.
In his eyes, they were merely two gamblers who had lost their heads, making one final desperate struggle.
With Ming He's home-field advantage in the Blood Sea, even if he could not win, protecting himself would be more than easy.
However, at that very moment.
When the Epoch Anchor was activated, when the Daofall Grounds enveloped the Blood Sea.
Qin Mu's hand holding the teacup suddenly froze.
The ease and leisure on his face vanished without a trace, replaced by unprecedented solemnity.
"This aura..."
He sensed it!
That power from beyond the epoch, filled with the meaning of "termination" and "destruction," belonging neither to the Primordial Wilderness nor the Heavenly Dao!
Almost at the same time.
Two messages entered his mind in rapid succession.
One was an urgent transmission from Empress Pingxin, filled with fury and shock.
The other was Ming He's intermittent plea for help, filled with despair and pain... a final cry before death!
"Eldest Senior Brother... save... West... strange..."
Crack!
The teacup in Qin Mu's hand shattered into powder.
An icy killing intent, terrifying enough to freeze time and space, erupted from him!
In an instant, all sound vanished from Penglai Immortal Island. Flowers withered, beasts cowered, and the entire island seemed to have fallen into an icy abyss!
Qin Mu slowly rose to his feet. Two flames of rage