After circling around a few times without any gain, Mo Hua had no choice but to go back.
If he kept circling, and was caught by the Inner Mountain Elders again, he would truly find it hard to explain.
The Elders aren't fools; they might turn a blind eye once, but to overstep the bounds would indeed be offensive.
Mo Hua sighed, turned to leave, and after a few steps, couldn't help but look back.
The ancient and vast Taixu Mountain lay like an Azure Dragon, hibernating in the Qian Learning State Boundary.
The Outer Mountain stretched out like a dragon's tail, but the back mountain was the true source of the mountain range, the real "dragon head".
Except this dragon head soared into the clouds, hidden in deep fog, looking mysterious and enigmatic, the high altitude especially cold.
Divine Sense perceived nothing at all, not even an inference of cause and effect could reach there.
Mo Hua had no idea where the Sword Tomb was, nor where Patriarch Dugu might be guarding.
