Chapter 389 Vermilion Feather Sword

West of the Mist Smoke Mountain, thirty meters below the wooden building of the Dan Pavilion.

Chen Mu activated the Point Ground into Steel, expertly expanding a new square space.

After drying the walls, carving out ventilation ducts, arranging luminous jade lights, and putting out several pots of sea-heart pine to purify the air, a brand new underground secret chamber was completed.

Lighting a plate of Soul Condensing Incense and placing it in a brass incense burner, Chen Mu sat cross-legged on a low couch, taking out the gourd sword box to examine and study it in detail.

The small-arm-long red gourd seemed to be made of iron—solid and heavy. Its surface was etched with black cloud patterns, mysterious and ancient.

With a slight push of mana, a flood of intricate information surged into his mind.

A moment later, Chen Mu came back to his senses, his face full of surprised as he looked at the gourd.