The hall doors slowly closed behind him. Chu Mo recalled the motionless figure inside, lost in thought. The God of Taiming had an utterly ordinary face, one he could not have known better.
Who else could it have been but Xuanming?
Wasn't Xuanming in the Eastern Sea? Why had he suddenly appeared in this world? No, no, that wasn't right. This wasn't his true body. It must have been his [Soul-Dividing Thought-Transformation Great Art].
Chu Mo immediately reached a conclusion. By dividing his soul and transforming his thoughts, Xuanming could create soul fragments with strength in the same realm as his own. He had created this art himself, so naturally, no one was more proficient in it.
That bastard was actually cautious enough to keep a soul fragment stationed in this world. It seemed I would have to tread even more carefully in the Divine Realm.
With that thought, he turned toward Yun Zhao and Yun Miao, who had been waiting outside all along.
"Yun Yue, did the Revered God give you any instructions?" Yun Zhao asked.
Chu Mo shook his head. "The Revered God merely said that the Winged People had been loyal for generations and deserved to be welcomed here. He told me to cultivate diligently and pay particular attention to the Heavenly Demon. He mentioned nothing else."
Yun Zhao nodded and stepped aside to lead the way. "In that case, come with me. The Divine Realm has quite a few rules. I'll first help you get acquainted with them, then arrange your quarters."
Yun Miao did not follow. She gave Yun Yue a slight nod, then turned and left, her figure disappearing among the Jade Towers.
Chu Mo's gaze shifted slightly, and he followed Yun Zhao at an unhurried pace.
The two walked one behind the other