Outside, the woman in military attire stood shoulder to shoulder with Cen Lingyi.
The woman was named Qin Moyin, a True Lord of the Heaven's Will Sect's Thunder Lineage, with cultivation at the nascent soul late stage. She stared at the expressionless Cen Lingyi for a long time before turning her head back.
"Forget it." She shook her head inwardly, then looked back at the ripples in the void before her. "True Lord Huayin... I have heard that name in passing."
Cen Lingyi glanced sideways at her, still saying nothing.
Qin Moyin paid no mind to her silence and continued on her own. "Several tens of thousands of years ago, there was a demonic cultivator among Fuli's rogue cultivators who called himself Huayin. He primarily cultivated the ghost path, wielded uncanny methods, and killed beyond counting. Yet his whereabouts were elusive, appearing and vanishing like a phantom. No one could fathom his background."
"What happened afterward?" Cen Lingyi asked, breaking her silence for once.
"Afterward?" Qin Moyin paused, then continued, "He suddenly vanished without a trace and never appeared again. I only remember his name because he established his foundation with a Heavenly Register."
Cen Lingyi's gaze stirred slightly. "Established his foundation with a Heavenly Register?"
Qin Moyin nodded without elaborating, keeping her eyes on the layer of ripples. "Since this is a demonic cultivator's grotto-heaven, let's go inside and take a look."
"We shouldn't leave any hidden dangers to plague the mortal world later."
With that, she raised her hand and began breaking the grotto-heaven's restrictive seals.
The World Within a World.
Chu Mo stepped inside, and the view before him opened up.
He had assumed this would be a cramped space, at most comparable to the grotto-heaven outside. Instead, what greeted him was a vast, sprawling world.
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