The sky was clear and cloudless, with gusts of wind blowing in from afar. The wind's rhythm was strange, rolling in wave after wave like ocean tides, as though it were the shockwaves stirred up by someone fighting ahead. The spiritual energy within it was also somewhat abnormal, its attribute distribution vastly different from that of the surrounding air.
The forest was lush and verdant, its leaves rustling under the breeze.
Mu Chen stood atop the crown of a giant tree, spreading his soul power as far as he could to sense what lay ahead. Yet even with his current perception, he found no trace of a great battle.
If someone truly was fighting and stirring up winds like surging tides, they had to be extremely far away, and their strength had to be terrifying.
"Could Flame Emperor be fighting someone?" he asked, though it sounded more like he was talking to himself.
Di Er Meng suddenly said, "Little Mu Mu, who knew how many eyes are watching the Spatial Passage to the Ancient Heavenly Palace right now. Going there directly would be troublesome, so let's take the back door."
"Huh, the back door? There's even a back door we can use?" Mu Chen was baffled.
"Don't worry about the details. Come, repeat after me now. Pray to Amon."
"Pray?"
"Yes. Didn't I say before that Amon would send us in? Pray to him, and he'll project his power over to help us open a gate to the Ancient Heavenly Palace."
Mu Chen suddenly recalled how, when he had sought Xiao Qing's help to remove Mandala's curse, Xiao Qing had prayed to Amon right in front of him and asked for several Spirit Worms.
"What kind of method is this?" Mu Chen's gaze sharpened slightly.
Di Er Meng explained, "It's