Walker Of The Worlds

Xukong had been deep in cultivation for quite some time.

He had known that Lin Mu was entering an inheritance ground and that it was an uncharted territory. But he didn't mind it and knew that Lin Mu would be able to handle things. Xukong himself was close to a minor breakthrough in his cultivation and was fully focused on it.

Of course, he could sense when Lin Mu was going through teleportation channels or through the space, but it didn't bother him since it was all normal. For Xukong, Lin Mu was finally at a level where he didn't have to watch him all the time. Even if he was entirely unable to contact him, Lin Mu was capable of handling himself, or at the very least escape. He had all the skills in his arsenal and had planned for it.

But there was a limit to which Xukong gave him a freehand.

He wouldn't have minded if Lin Mu was wandering the void or swimming in space.

But he certainly didn't expect him to be jumping into a pit of death!

As such when he felt the overwhelmingly strong aura of death, Xukong was forced to awaken.

"WHERE ARE YOU?!?" his voiced boomed, not only in Lin Mu's mind but everywhere within the space.

Since Lin Mu was technically within the void still, Xukong had fewer restrictions than normal. But this also meant that the others that were with him could also hear it.

"AGH!" To them, the voice was not easy to bear and almost knocked them out merely by listening.

stronger

it was audible outside his mind. "We're in

and Crown Prince Feng Shun had managed to get over the impact of Xukong's voice and were unable to wrap their minds

thoughts, but a few of them felt a strange fear within their bodies. It was

speechless. 'What… in the name of… Tree mother…' Ziran tried to keep his thoughts coherent but was finding it hard. 'What kind of voice… can have this power…' He didn't couldn't place a finger on it, but felt like

could estimate, but something immaterial. Both his elven bloodlines, the Wood Elf and Dark Elf bloodlines found the voice to be something beyond their limits. It was something Ziran had only seen a couple times

a feeling of suppression. Having lived in the Demon World, he had seen demons with purer bloodlines suppression those with weaker bloodlines. But Ziran hadn't experienced it himself, as there had been no one that could do that. 'Suppression… over

a voice… Even the direct oration from an Arhat wouldn't compare to this.' Monk

meanwhile felt it as a sense of majesty. 'Father isn't even a fragment of sand compared to this…' Feng Shun didn't know what kind of a ruler one would have to be, in order to develop such majesty within their

all had similar effects, with most simply finding the voice powerful. They didn't have the

all. Her senses had went blank once the voice passed over, and she suddenly found herself in

~shua~

not be seen was beneath her, while a star light sky

if one looked closely, they would realize that what was below her wasn't a sea filled

the sky above her was not the night sky, but

My Dantian?" Lady Kang recognized the

deeply familiar with it. As such, there was no chance that she would miss her sea of Qi and the