"Master, what's the matter?"
Vermilion Bird, standing nearby, noticed Zhu Wujiang's unusual expression and asked.
"It's nothing..."
Zhu Wujiang frowned. The fluttering sensation had flashed by and now disappeared, but she was sure it wasn't an illusion.
No matter what was hidden within this mountain range, it was certainly closely related to her.
Vermilion Bird didn't think much of it, looked at the undulating mountains, and asked, "According to the information, this should be where Martial Saint Mountain is based. Chen Mo has been inside for three days now with no sign of movement. Should we keep waiting here?"
Zhu Wujiang pondered slightly, just about to speak.
Suddenly, a brilliant light erupted from within the mountains, a huge pillar of light surged up, piercing the sky and scattering the clouds above!
Dong——
Along with the melodious sound of a bell, the sound of the Great Dao faintly resonated in the air.
"What is this?"
