"That possibility cannot be ruled out." Zhou Mu nodded, confirming Feng Qitong's guess. However, at this moment, a bold idea sprouted in his mind.

He stared at Feng Qitong and slowly said, "Do you think it's possible that you're involved in the mastermind behind all this?"

Feng Qitong was startled and jumped to her feet, her face filled with terror. "You mean..."

Suddenly, his hazy memories jolted him awake, and he began to recall forgotten things little by little.

He finally remembered why he had come here.

That Zhou Tong...

At this moment, his breathing became heavier, "Zhou Tong..."

"You mean, if it's about your scheme, then Zhou Tong is the mastermind?" Zhou Mu keenly noticed this unfamiliar name.

Feng Qitong nodded, his expression grim.

Boom

Just then, a strong gust of wind swept in, heading straight for Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu and Feng Qitong were startled and quickly reacted. Feng Qitong reached out, and a stream of spiritual energy mixed with a little demonic energy floated out.

There are some limitations to using spiritual power.

Feng Qitong handled it with ease.

The strong wind disappeared, which could be considered a probing attack.

Zhou Mu looked around warily, let out a deep breath, and said, "The assassins are here."

Feng Qitong nodded: "No matter what, with me here, I won't let the assassins get close to Jinyu."

However, after the strong wind dissipated, there were no further attacks.

The gloomy night sky returned to calm once more.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing seriousness in each other's eyes.

Like the calm before a storm, the quieter the silence, the more uneasy they felt.

No one knows what storms await them.

“I’ll go ask Lu Shan for help,” Feng Qitong said solemnly.

Zhou Mu blinked and said, "No need. I just don't believe it. On my turf, I can't let others run wild. Where would that leave the face of the Lord of Wentian Tower!"

Upon hearing these bold and ambitious words, Feng Qitong smiled, but he dared not relax in the slightest. His eyes, like those of a jackal or tiger, were fixed on his surroundings, and he could not miss the slightest movement.

Half an hour passed.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Half an hour has passed.

The sky grew increasingly gloomy, and the imminent storm gradually dissipated, replaced by an unusual calm.

"The assassin left?"

Feng Qitong couldn't help but speak up.

He had been focused and vigilant the whole time, but after half an hour of intense concentration, he was a little tired and couldn't help but relax a bit.

"No."

Having lived two lives, Zhou Mu was naturally not fooled by the scene before him.

Without a doubt, someone is lurking in the shadows, waiting for them to lower their guard, and the moment they do so will be their doom.

now.

In some void.

Zheng Ming, dressed in a gray robe, stared grimly at the two men on guard in the courtyard. After a long while, he turned to the side and said to Zheng Feng, "Take a few men and lure them away."

Zheng Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Then, with a wave of their hand, the group disappeared.

Boom

A thunderclap resounded, and the dark night sky seemed to have been torn open, a truly magnificent sight.

Zhou Mu was startled, and before he could react, several dark figures rushed towards them. Zhou Mu's eyes narrowed, and he immediately clenched his fist. After a dragon's roar, the two dark figures were scattered.

"The show is about to begin."

Zhou Mu was clearly intrigued.

Feng Qitong, standing next to Zhou Mu, slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and said with a solemn expression, "I am ready. Let's go."

Boom

The next moment, countless black shadows flew over, seemingly fearless of death, one after another. Even though the two of them were fighting one against the other, they gradually became exhausted.

Seeing that the two were at a disadvantage, Zheng Feng saw that the time was ripe and suddenly shouted. At the same time, a gray robe swept out and covered Zhou Mu and the other two.

"Oh no, that's the Heavenly Demon being..."

The Heavenly Demon was covered.

Legend has it that this was a blanket used by a powerful being among the extraterrestrial demons.

At that time, the powerful figures of the Nine Provinces used this quilt to seal the demon in order to subdue it. Gradually, the demon was absorbed into the quilt and became a powerful monster.

If we consider it as a spiritual weapon of the Nine Provinces Continent, it would be a Saint King level spiritual weapon, or one that is infinitely close to the Quasi-Emperor level.

Zhou Mu, being well-informed and experienced, quickly reacted. With a flick of his wrist, a sharp dagger appeared in his hand, and then, a sliver of cold light pierced through the darkness, heading towards the Heavenly Demon.

However, the cold light was no match for the ink-like darkness, and soon the darkness swallowed it up.

"I don't believe it."

A fierce glint flashed in Zhou Mu's eyes, and then he slashed his finger at the sharp point of the dagger, blood gushing from his finger.

The blood was completely absorbed by the dagger, and then the cold light on its body suddenly intensified.

At this moment, the aura of that dagger was almost as powerful as that of a Saint King.

He shouted loudly and used his immense spiritual power to blast the dagger out. In no time, the cold light on the dagger shone as brightly as the sun.

At this moment, the pitch-black night sky seemed as bright as day.

"Hahahaha... If that's all the tricks you have, then surrender."

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