A wonder falling down from heaven! A boy possessed by strange blood! Gods tremble! Demons flee! A boy from the land of Dong Zhou. A pink skull as his sworn friend until death. A story of a determined warrior struggling for power. A legend that shakes the galaxy and disturbs the worlds of god, demon and man.
"Don't be. You've just experienced the temper of the Enchanted Road. It left you dazed and confused. It's not a sin but don't ever do this again. Well, go along now and recover," the lawmaker said.
"Thank you for your patience, lawmaker. I shall take my leave now."
Shi Mu turned around and quickly walked out of the Enchanted Hall.
After leaving the Xuanling Tower, Shi Mu exhaled a deep breath. His body glowed brightly and he flew away like a red streak.
After a while, the red light fell onto the ground again. Under the light, Shi Mu's figure emerged from within.
He entered the yard for the first time in a long while. Qi Feng was commanding some of the attendants. As soon as he saw Shi Mu, he quickly came over and rushed in for a respectful bow and handshake.
"Young Master, you're finally back!"
"Yes."
Shi Mu sighed inadvertently and no longer said anything more as he lifted his foot forward into the main hall.