Hu Yanbo sat in the quiet chamber, his eyes closed and his mind settled, carefully sensing the steady rise in his level of existence.
With his will completely bound to the Source World's origin, its origin power spontaneously formed an invisible barrier, enveloping and containing every trace of his aura without letting the slightest wisp escape.
"Hu Yanbo, Hu Yanbo." A voice reached Hu Yanbo's mind. It was his master, Feng Xi.
"Master."
"You noticed the phenomenon on the Origin Continent just now, didn't you?" Feng Xi transmitted nervously.
"Don't panic. Someone has refined the Source World and become its Lord."
She paused, then continued her instructions. "We don't yet know who this Lord of the Source World is or what their temperament is like. Keep a low profile for now, and stop pursuing your grudges against those Great Sinners."
"We'll only know the Origin Continent's new rules once this mysterious Lord of the Source World reveals themselves."
Her tone eased slightly, and a note of hope entered it. "With your talent, if you can catch this Lord of the Source World's eye and gain their regard, your chances of escaping the cage in the future will surely increase greatly."
"So keep a low profile for now."
The corners of Hu Yanbo's mouth lifted. "Teacher, don't worry. That Lord of the Source World is a decent fellow."
"You know him?" There was a sudden pause on Feng Xi's end before her voice came again.
"Yes, I do," Hu Yanbo said casually. "You know him too, Master. You're talking to him right now."
Feng Xi fell completely silent. Several breaths passed before her bewildered voice came through. "What did you say? I'm talking to him right now?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Xi abruptly turned her head, looking toward