Chu Mu leaped, shooting up from the bottom of the lake like an arrow loosed from its string, and burst out of the water.
Suspended in the sky, Chu Mu briefly got his bearings. A fiery red blade-light shimmered, and he suddenly accelerated, vanishing into the heavens.
About three days later, the silent mountain range, formed by an eruption of a fiery sea of magma, came into his view.
The power of the Secret Realm flickered, having completely sealed off the sea of magma, making it impossible to see inside.
Chu Mu was still considering how to get in, but as soon as he reached the silent mountains, a crack appeared in the membrane of light formed by the worldly power, as if it had been prepared long ago, just waiting for his arrival.
Chu Mu froze for a moment. He subconsciously looked up at the sky. It was clear for thousands of miles, empty, with no sign of anything unusual.
