Weizhi Peak Mountain Top.
Chen Mu gazed into the distance, lost in thought.
After cultivating for so many years, each time he stayed in one place for too long, he always encountered similar troubles.
The last time he saw such a major occurrence... was the last time.
At that moment, the disciples down the mountain, although panicked, were running swiftly.
Because of the prior preparation, and also because the black ape was threatening from the outside.
In no time at all, they all dived into the Ghost Gate.
A Water Blue Escape Light rose from the mountainside, and Tang Zhimu returned to the mountain peak once again.
"Principal, are we just going to leave like this?" Tang Zhimu hesitated to speak.
"What, do you still want to support Star-picking Peak?" Chen Mu glanced sideways.
"Can you handle that three-headed, six-armed big monkey?" He pointed at the black ape hammering the Mountain Protection Spirit Light, speaking irritably.
