"Du Yu, what's wrong?" Xiao Qi couldn't see anything that was happening and could only ask anxiously.
"I think I'm a little tired. I'm seeing things."
"Seeing things?"
"How do I put this... a bandit threw up a tall stone wall with a whole lot of crashing and banging, and two girls passing by started whipping up wind and spitting fire. The three of them are fighting right in front of me like immortals battling with spells..."
"Are you still near the Investiture Altar?" Xiao Qi asked.
"Yeah. We've been walking down this mountain for half a day and still haven't reached the bottom."
"Then there's nothing strange about it. Spiritual energy was abundant in ancient times, and the army in King Wu's Campaign Against Zhou was full of extraordinary talents. They were all immortal cultivators."
"Immortal cultivators? That makes me seem a little unnecessary..." Du Yu said.
"It's fine. At least you have Zhongli Chun to protect you. Anyway, do your best to stay safe, and ask me if you have any questions."
Before Du Yu could reply, he suddenly saw a fireball hurtling toward him. He hurriedly rolled aside, and the fireball missed. A wave of heat instantly burst outward, and the spot where he had just been standing erupted into roaring flames.
"Hey! What does any of this have to do with me?!" Du Yu asked in bewilderment.
"Nothing to do with you?! Weren't you the one who knocked me down just now?!"
The girl wielding fire clearly had a fiery temper. Seeing Du Yu dodge her attack only enraged her further. She poured more power into her spell and spat out a pillar of flame as thick as an arm, sweeping it straight toward him. Not a blade of grass survived its passage. Flames roared, and