Yun Qing's expression abruptly darkened.
He knew more than Yun Guihe did. After the Mu Clan had been wiped out, something else had remained in those old grounds, only to be carried out by the Heavenly Demon and scattered across the Heavenly Origin Continent:
The burial breath of kanming heavenly burial.
At the Nine Heavens Gathering, Feng Hu, the Feng Clan Right Elder, had certainly not been the only person bewitched by the Heavenly Demon.
Even now, countless wisps of kanming burial breath might still be lurking throughout Heavenly Origin, carried by the experts who had gone to investigate the Mu Clan's former grounds all those years ago, lying dormant and waiting for their chance.
Yun Qing's double pupils locked onto the blood-red fleshy bud inside the cloud deer's belly. That was fetal movement.
Something that had yet to truly take shape was curled up inside that cloud deer, breathing slowly.
The hairs on the back of Yun Qing's neck rose, one by one.
But faster than his double pupils was the instinct he had honed through repeated brushes with death on the Wasteland Continent, where he had comprehended the Dao.
That thing was definitely the burial breath of kanming heavenly burial!
In a low voice, Yun Qing described the strange sight revealed by his double pupils to Yun Guihe beside him.
Yun Guihe's expression changed instantly. Immortal power surged around him almost instinctively, and he was ready to charge straight out and intercept the herd of cloud deer.
But before he could take even half a step, a long, powerful hand silently barred his path.
Yun Guihe stopped short.
Yun Qing silently held him back, his double pupils still fixed firmly on the distant cloud deer.
He sent a private voice transmission. "Don't move."
Yun Guihe immediately reined in