At that instant, unbidden dread surged in Su Mo's heart.
He dreaded that the Senior Sister he had only just met, yet who had been so good to him, would vanish forever just like that.
The wind within the Ancestral Image World seemed to play out some chilling conspiracy...
At that moment, this gentle New Year's Eve was no longer gentle in Su Mo's eyes.
Su Mo took a step, appearing directly in the void hundreds of thousands of miles away, and spread his divine sense once more.
His divine sense surged like a tide, seemingly drawing countless people's attention.
But before they could react, that overbearing divine sense abruptly vanished again.
Su Mo repeatedly stepped into the void, sweeping the surrounding world with his divine sense.
Again and again.
Yet he found no trace whatsoever of Senior Sister Rou'er's presence.
It was as though she had vanished into thin air within the Ancestral Image World...
"Perhaps she had something to attend to and returned to the Immortal Furnace," the Brush of All Living Beings said thoughtfully.
Su Mo shook his head. "If she had returned to the Immortal Furnace, she would certainly answer my messages."
"Then what do we do?" the Brush of All Living Beings asked.
Su Mo's gaze darkened. "Even if I have to turn the Ancestral Image World upside down, I'll find Senior Sister!"
The Brush of All Living Beings felt somewhat incensed as well. It was rare for Su Mo to experience such a joyful New Year's night, yet something unexpected had happened.
Su Mo said nothing more. He continued crossing the void again and again, constantly extending his divine sense to search everything.
The waning moon in the sky was hazy, as though a celestial hound had gnawed it away.
It also carried Su