Lin Mu slowly stood and left his residence.
The city was already aware, but people still looked up as he soared into the skies, robes fluttering against the high winds that began to gather unnaturally. Clouds swirled at a frightening pace, converging as though the heavens had been waiting for this signal.
Lin Mu rose higher and higher, stopping when he reached the boundary of the protective arrays. Beneath him, glowing lines and runes shimmered as the Smoldering Rock Merchant Union's formation pulsed alive, forming a barrier that encased the area.
Zhai himself appeared below, bowing deeply, his voice booming through a transmission. "Senior Lin, everything is prepared. May the heavens favor your path."
Lin Mu gave him a short nod. "I thank you. But I do not need favor. Only the storm."
He then sat cross-legged in the air, eyes closing as he fully released the suppression on his cultivation. His Dantian flared, immortal qi pouring out like a beacon.
The sky answered immediately.
