"A bloody calamity? May I ask what makes you say that, Daoist?" Shi Hao raised an eyebrow and questioned He Mu in an even tone, as though he truly was merely curious.
At this, He Mu's expression remained unchanged. He only affirmed slowly,
"A bloody calamity, naturally. One careless moment could bring endless storms, perhaps even danger to your life. That is why this humble Daoist has come to help resolve it."
He Mu's words made Shi Hao frown slightly. Although he could not see through this man, the way he spoke bore none of the manner of an eminent senior. Instead, he sounded like an ordinary charlatan wandering the martial world.
Just as Shi Hao began to wonder whether he had been overthinking things, He Mu's next words darkened his gaze.
"Young friend, fleeing all the way from the City of Heaven to Fire Province has not been easy. But the Celestial Human lineage is powerful. Having made an enemy of the Ancient Imperial Clan, how could you escape so easily..."
Hearing this, Shi Hao curled his lip. He had only just escaped the Celestial Human Race's dark prison and was now full of resentment toward that ungrateful sect. In his heart, he had sworn to settle accounts with the Celestial Human Race someday.
Thus, hearing that so-called Ancient Imperial Clan title again left him all the more indignant.
For now, however, his emotions were unimportant. He suppressed his anger and listened as He Mu continued.
"...not to mention that you now bear severe internal injuries, which will take considerable time to heal. Without somewhere to shelter, if the Celestial Human Race hunts you down again, how could that not be a bloody calamity?"
"You must understand that although the Peacock Divine Lord and the others are extraordinary, there