The ship moved steadily, neither too fast nor too slow. Any faster risked crashing into a rogue spatial rift. Any slower risked the waves striking the hull with devastating force. Daoist Chu guided the movement with practiced skill while Lin Mu maintained the barrier.
Cattaleya remained on watch at the bow, arms crossed and gaze sharp. "Beasts are not approaching us. At least that is something."
Elyon nodded. "Whether it is the aura of the ship or Lin Mu's sword intent, I am not sure. Either way, I will take the good fortune."
Even so, Lin Mu's mind was not calm.
While controlling the barrier, he examined the curse energy more closely. The sensation was strange. It did not feel like baleful energy, nor did it resemble any other hostile force he had encountered.
Something about it felt old. Ancient. As if it had been placed here not by nature but by a higher power.
It was at that moment a familiar voice echoed through Lin Mu's mind.
