Dusk closed in, and darkness shrouded the Bamboo Grove Courtyard outside Heaven Dou City. Lin Chen and Su Qingyuan held their breath and focused, drawing their soul power inward to the utmost, not daring to let even a trace of their presence escape.
The fallen deities had already infiltrated the mortal realm, and undercurrents surged through Heaven Dou City. If their whereabouts were exposed, not only would the three of them face certain death, but the entire city would suffer utter devastation. Clutching the damaged bamboo slip, Lin Chen repeatedly pondered its scattered words, trying to pinpoint the Creation God Mausoleum from the phrase "where mountains meet the sea and all spirits converge." But the clues were too fragmented, and he remained at a loss.
Before long, a faint, familiar ripple of sword aura came from beyond the courtyard gate. Gentle and restrained, it did not disturb the creatures among the bamboo.
"It's Senior Sword Douluo!"
Relief eased Lin Chen's heart. He immediately rose and opened the gate. Dressed in plain robes, Chen Xin concealed his sword aura as he strode into the courtyard, his expression exceedingly grave.
"Huaxi has told me everything about the Divine Realm. The sect's elite have secretly assembled, and our intelligence network across the continent has been fully mobilized. They're investigating every ruin where mountains meet the sea." Sword Douluo spoke rapidly, urgency threading his voice. "But we have little time left. The Fallen Divine Envoys under Tang San have already descended into the mortal realm. Their leader is the former God of War of the Divine Realm, a formidable foe with several Mid-Rank Deities under his command. They're searching every place where spiritual energy gathers in the mortal realm. Before long, they'll reach this area!"
No sooner had he finished than a cold, savage