"Did the great demon in the Emperor Script seal off space, or were the sect's records mistaken?"
As thoughts turned in Chen Beiwu's mind, the scene before him changed rapidly, and a burly middle-aged cultivator with a solemn expression appeared.
He wore the robes of the Thousand Gu Sect, and his rugged features were identical to the portrait of the fifth-generation patriarch passed down through the sect.
Barring any surprises, this man was Venerable Teng Yuan, whose might had shaken an entire realm in ancient times.
"Patriarch, where are we going?" a disciple asked in bewilderment.
"Eastern Land."
With his back to the sect gates, Venerable Teng Yuan activated his escape light without looking back.
The next instant, the scene projected by the Emperor Script slowly dissipated, leaving behind a mysterious passage, dark and lightless, that inspired dread.
Then a line of dark-gold seal script appeared, shimmering with faint spiritual light.
Should disciples of later generations face calamity, they may follow the Heavenly Star Path eastward to escape disaster.
"Heavenly Star Path?"
Chen Beiwu's brows knitted slightly, and his mind stirred.
This Heavenly Star Path was rather strange. Did it lead to the Eastern Land Region, or was it a refuge that a Cultivation Magnate of the Thousand Gu Sect had left for later disciples?
Thoughts raced through Chen Beiwu's mind. He felt the former possibility was exceedingly slim. Was he overthinking it?
Back then, his cultivation had been weak, and he had known nothing of the Southern Wasteland's ancient secrets. He had merely felt instinctively that the Ancient Teleportation Formation mentioned by Yan Yue, a disciple of the Flameburn Sect, was a trap, so he had not taken the risk.
Now that he was the Mirror Moon Sect Master, he understood more secrets and knew that, under