Mist and waves stretched endlessly between the sea and the sky, where a figure in green robes hovered high above.
Chu Mu scanned the area as a projection appeared before him, sourced from his Cyan Bird Puppets that were monitoring a radius of hundreds of miles.
A moment later, with a wave of his sleeve, the projection vanished.
'So... the news about the ruins hasn't been leaked?'
Chu Mu wore a thoughtful expression, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
The Cyan Bird Puppets that had been scattered in all directions began to converge on his position.
According to his theory, these ruins were a cornerstone of the Xie Clan's power. For hundreds of years, the Xie Clan had even used this place as their private Trial Land.
Every time the ruins opened, they would mobilize on a grand scale, even having a Nascent Soul Great Power lead large groups of the Xie Clan's disciples here.
