'Celestial Venerable Yu' shook his head left and right, watching as something white in color flew out from between his brows.

He raised his hand to touch his forehead, and his hand was covered in white brain plasma and red bloodstains.

"The stab was truly so fast that I was caught off guard..."

He stuck out a finger to prod between his brows, his finger going through his head.

Touching the back of his head, it was the same situation.

Qin Mu descended to the ground, walking two steps forward. Behind him, the vast celestial river was gradually retreating as it swayed behind his back. Above the celestial river, the celestial palace could be seen faintly.

Within the celestial palace, god voices burst out, and it sounded as though there were countless gods and devils chanting inside. Following the wane of Qin Mu's aura, only then did the chanting sounds gradually lower in volume and slowly disappear.

Qin Mu's primordial spirit returned with his sword, standing outside the Southern He