The rainstorm showered down heavily while accompanied by bolts of lightning and the rumbling of thunder, and the entire heavens and the earth fell into a violent and awful atmosphere.

Chen Xi woke up from his meditation and his heart was completely peaceful as he listened to the sound of rain that was like drums and the rumbling of thunder outside his window. Since the moment he decided to go against the Sikong Clan, his Dao Heart had become pure, flawless, and as strong as iron. There was no fear nor any intention to escape, and he only possessed a strong conviction to keep forging ahead and a will that was hard like steel.

“Master, you’ve awakened.” Mu Kui stood up from the ground and was slightly hesitant to speak.

“What? Is something the matter?” Chen Xi was dazed and asked.

Mu Kui scratched his head and said, “I kept feeling something was slightly unusual during these past few days. The guests in this inn have grown fewer and fewer by the day, and even the attendants and servants have vanished without a trace. It’s too strange.”  

“It’s slightly unusual indeed.” Chen Xi seemed to be lost in thought, and as he spoke, his Divine Sense stretched out to instantly cover the entire inn within it.

Mu Kui still wanted to say something, yet suddenly saw Chen Xi make a gesture towards him, and it caused him to feel his heart go cold.

“There are people that have snuck in. Three of them. We’ll wait and see what happens, so don’t impatiently make a move against them.” Chen Xi’s voice was slightly wary.

Mu Kui nodded as a trace of killing intent surged within his jade green and shiny eyes.

It was already deep into the...