In the void, that presence fled the instant Si Chen rose.
Neither too fast nor too slow, it stayed just a shade faster than Si Chen, keeping a moderate distance between them. Rather than trying to shake him off, it seemed to be leading the way.
Si Chen frowned slightly but did not speed up.
If the other party merely wanted to lure him into a trap, this was far too clumsy.
If he simply wanted to kill him... Si Chen sensed his strength. Powerful, roughly on par with Gu Hong back then.
But that still seemed a little short of what it would take to kill him.
Since the other party had chosen this way to "invite" him, he clearly had something to say.
Besides, he had never once used his divine sense to probe Undying Mountain. He had sensed the formation Si Chen had just laid down, but had made no attempt to peer inside.
By Si Chen's standards, this counted as someone who "knew his manners." Cultivators who swept their divine sense brazenly through other people's homes were usually the ones who valued their own lives the least.
If he knew his manners, then everything could be discussed.
The two figures flew one behind the other, leaving the star in the blink of an eye and traveling through the void.
After flying for an unknown length of time, the presence ahead finally stopped.
Deep in the void, there were no stars around them, only endless darkness and the occasional drifting fragment of a meteorite.
The man turned around.
He wore black robes and a black mask made of some indiscernible material, leaving only his eyes exposed.
The mask concealed his face, but not the aura surrounding him. He was indeed in the Emperor Realm.
But he was