I am a living immortal.

Su Mu and Shao Shang looked at each other, then disappeared following the scent.

However, the two of them left in different ways.

Su Mu turned into a ball of clear air and disappeared on the spot.

Shao Shang looked enviously at the direction where Su Mu left. This was what an immortal cultivator should be like.

However, despite his envy, Shao Shang did not stop. He jumped lightly to the window sill and then exerted force with his legs.

With a loud "bang", the whole person turned into a gust of air and disappeared on the spot. In fact, it was no different from flying. The only difference was that the noise was too loud and the windows were broken.

The waiter fell into deep thought as he looked at the wall with a big hole in it and a card on the table that had just been given out and returned.

Except Su Mu and Shao Shang.

There were several figures following that breath.

Some of them went after the weasel.

Shao Shang made a sonic boom in the air, and then he heard Su Mu's voice transmission, asking him to keep an eye on the weasel.

"That aura is too elusive and has been getting weaker and weaker. It's possible that the person who attacked is not here and is thousands of miles away."

"To dare to attack in a place full of immortal cultivators, he must be absolutely confident in his own strength."

"And that weasel seems to know something. Catch him."

Shao Shang listened to Su Mu's analysis without refuting it. He made a sharp turn and walked towards the weasel, holding the hilt of the Mo Dao in one hand, ready for battle.

A strong wind swept through.

Many trees were deformed by the wind.

On the other side, the breath that Su Mu was following was getting weaker and weaker.

Many people stopped in mid-air and had difficulty moving for a while. They could not locate the breath. No one spoke, and each used his or her own skills to try to find the breath.

Su Mu did the same, throwing out a talisman with his left hand, which transformed into a black dog in mid-air.

"Trapping that aura!!"

The black dog sniffed and immediately found a direction and barked at Su Mu, then turned into a shadow and bit the last breath of air.

The black dog rolled over and turned into a glass ball again. The space inside was in a confined state, trapping the last trace of breath.

Su Mu raised her hand and held the glass ball.

All this happened in an instant.

Many people looked over in amazement, but without greeting, they turned their gaze to the last breath.

"This smell is so weird."

Su Mu also recognized the person who spoke first; he was the owner of the restaurant.

"Does anyone recognize him?"

“No… a little bit similar, but also seems a little different.”

"Could this breath be..."

After being reminded, many people felt familiar with it.

"Tiger demon?"

"Strange demon?"

"Evil ghost?"

Several people said different answers in unison, and then they all looked at the others in surprise, their faces changing drastically. If one or two were different, it would be fine, as they might have made a mistake, but the answers from everyone could be completely different, even a monster could have several different answers.

You have to know that people who can detect this aura are not ordinary people. It is impossible for them to make all the mistakes, and they are all so different.

When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how unbelievable, is the fact.

So no matter how unbelievable it is, everyone has admitted their mistake.

"If we all admit our mistake."

"That's the only one with this characteristic."

"Black without form."

When a manager of the Treasure Pavilion gave the answer, everyone present gasped. As the manager of the Treasure Pavilion, he had handled thousands of rare treasures and was knowledgeable. When so many people admitted their mistakes, this was the first thing he thought of.

When the name came out, everyone gasped.

Black Wuxiang, as the name suggests, has shape but no form.

He can be anyone, a god, ghost, fairy, demon, monster, or even an ordinary animal, a tree, a blade of grass, without any form.

When a dark shadow hides in the crowd, no one can find it.

What on earth do you want to do!

No one knew, but everyone had a bad feeling.

"Let me ask you, why hasn't the extradition ship arrived in such a long time? Have you been able to contact it?"

It happened that the manager of the Treasure Pavilion was present, so someone asked this question. If it was before, they would not ask, but now, they had to suspect that this was related to the Mengtian giant ship that had not arrived for a long time.

The manager of the Treasure Pavilion looked around.

Then he sighed helplessly.

This sigh made the hearts of those present sink. If it was just Hei Wuxiang, it might be a coincidence.

Now even the Mengtian giant ship has encountered an accident.

"That's not necessarily the case. The weather above the North Sea is complex and changeable. It's possible that the communication talisman has been interfered with."

"Everyone here understands. You might be able to fool us, but there's no need to fool yourself."

Su Mu did not participate in the discussion of this group of people.

Instead, he looked at the glass ball in his hand, trying to see the person behind it through this trace of breath.

Time in my eyes began to reverse, and this breath was traced back to its source. Let me take a look at where you first appeared.

Pictures appeared and turned upside down in my eyes.

Through space and time, a picture emerged before his eyes. It was a mountain range covered by poisonous miasma. The mountain range in the center was unique, wide on both sides and narrow in the middle, and there seemed to be a stone plate on the top of the mountain.

If you look closely, you will see that this mountain is carved with human heads from top to bottom. Most of the heads are in pain and have their eyes open, with blood flowing from the corners of their eyes. It is difficult to tell whether they are real or fake.

These heads are carved densely together, which is extremely terrifying.

And at the top of the mountain there were several figures standing there.

One of the groups was a black figure, who seemed to sense something and looked towards the sky with some confusion.

Then the scene stopped abruptly.

Su Mu withdrew her gaze.

And just a few minutes ago, it was still the same mountaintop platform.

The dark figure looked up at the sky, a little confused.

The two figures beside him asked, "What are you looking at?"

The dark figure shook his head. Was it my imagination? I had the feeling someone had glanced our way.

"You were confused in your sleep, how come I didn't feel it!" said a figure beside the black shadow.

"Didn't you feel anything? Was it my illusion?"

"I think you are just confused after sleeping. How much higher are your skills than ours? How could I not know if someone is watching us?" another person complained.

"Business is more important. Don't let that weasel ruin our plans. We shouldn't have recruited him in the first place. He's a coward, that's all, but he actually dared to ruin our plans for a woman."

"Don't worry, he doesn't dare to say it." The black figure released a breath and immediately descended on the weasel.