International Public Zone, Wulan.
After Yi Tian took the Large Secret Realm, the various other races withdrew, and Wulan fell silent once more.
Chen Mo returned with his Undead Warriors and continued clearing the area.
Yet for some reason, ever since the Large Secret Realm ended...
Chen Mo kept sensing something guiding him from the shadows, urging him to head in a certain direction.
Whatever Chen Mo did, wherever he went, that feeling remained, as though it were right behind him, constantly trying to guide him.
"Fuck."
Chen Mo stopped, his brows furrowing slightly as he sensed something was wrong.
The sky was dark, and the evening breeze stirred. His surroundings were wide open, even somewhat gloomy, without a single living creature in sight.
Under these circumstances, what good could possibly come from whatever was trying to guide him?
As an Undead Archmage, Chen Mo was not afraid of ghosts or monsters, but he would not go out of his way to approach anything this suspicious.
Besides, they had only just escaped the Ghost Domain.
"Could some Ghost Race trick have latched onto me?"
Chen Mo sank into thought.
But the feeling guiding him was actually rather faint. This situation was clearly beyond anything he had anticipated.
With that in mind, he decided to call his boss for help:
"Boss, I think something's wrong with me..."
After hearing Chen Mo's request for help over the phone and repeatedly confirming his current condition, Yi Tian suddenly felt a little more at ease.
Hmm... it seems Chen Mo has no idea about the Nether God Divine Godhead Fragment.
That Nether God Divine Godhead Fragment had not been left behind. Instead, it had attached itself to Chen Mo without his knowledge.
Judging by Chen Mo's current condition, that guiding sensation was faint