The youth suddenly exclaimed with a face full of horror, "Where did the person go? They were clearly right there just now?" As he spoke, his figure descended from mid-air.
Although a distance of more than ten miles would be vast for ordinary people, unable to see anything clearly, it was practically nothing for these cultivators from the Immortal Realm. Even an ant could be clearly seen by them from hundreds of miles away, let alone a grown person ten miles away.
After landing on the ground, the youth went to the spot where the person had been lying and found some bloodstains and indeed signs that someone had been lying there. At the same time, there was a faint scent of elixirs lingering in the void. He couldn't help but frown and began to look around.
The rules of Heaven and Earth in this place were completely in disarray, making it nearly impossible to obtain accurate information using divine sense.
Although it seemed not very dangerous, it was actually fraught with crisis. Otherwise, the people of the Zhuge Family wouldn't be avoiding it from millions of miles away, not daring to come close.
From high above, the vast Prairie was filled with deep, bottomless rifts. But in reality, there were hundreds to thousands of miles of distance between each rift. The youth ran toward the nearest rift.
While running, several turbulent flows suddenly descended from the sky, grazing the body of the youth cultivator, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.
At this time, the communication artifact on the youth once again rang. He answered it with trepidation.
A slightly dissatisfied voice of a middle-aged scholar came from the other side, "What's going on? Where are you? Why are you dawdling? Isn't it just about bringing one person out?"
"Home... Home Master, that person... that person has suddenly disappeared!" The youth also felt full of frustration and voiced his grievance.
"Disappeared? What happened?" A trace of fluctuation also appeared in the voice of the middle-aged scholar on the other end.
"I don't know either, in the blink of an eye, that person just completely vanished!" said the youth.
"Useless!" The middle-aged scholar on the other side scolded coldly, then ordered, "Find them... don't stop until you find that person!"
The communication artifact was directly disconnected, and the youth could even feel the Home Master's rage. But he was equally aggrieved, feeling helpless in his heart, "Can I be blamed for this?"
As he spoke, he peered into the giant rift before him.
The rift was hundreds of feet wide and unfathomably deep, and inside it was pitch-black; even with his peak Mahayana-period vision, he couldn't see the bottom at all.
"Could it be... that person jumped in? That shouldn't be... Even if my divine sense isn't so useful here, at least... it shouldn't have let him slip away right under my nose, right?" The youth muttered to himself, confused.
"Is that so?" A somewhat weak and calm voice suddenly sounded from behind the youth.
The youth was so frightened that he nearly lost his soul, and he violently spun around, throwing a strike with his hand.
Boom!
After a thunderous roar, seven or eight streams of spatial turbulence were triggered, striking horizontally at the youth.
The youth knew he had caused a huge disaster and was almost scared to death, dodging the terrifying streams of spatial turbulence in a frantic panic. But he was still hit by two of them.
One hit the youth's left leg.
His left leg disappeared in an instant. Before he could even let out a scream, one of his arms was also struck by another stream of spatial turbulence and vanished in the blink of an eye!
"Ah!" The youth finally let out a shrill scream, collapsing to the ground.
But it also turned out to be a blessing in disguise as he narrowly avoided several other rapid and vicious streams of spatial turbulence.
The youth didn't feel pain, only fear!
Spatial turbulence... one of the most unpredictable and also one of the most terrifying things under Heaven and Earth.
Anyone hit by spatial turbulence would suffer extremely severe consequences because it's more dreadful than damage to one's cultivation path. Although injuries to the path are terrifying, they can be healed, at least to some extent. But injuries caused by spatial turbulence are almost always permanent.
Now that one of his legs and one of his arms had disappeared, his body didn't bleed a single drop, nor did he feel any pain. It was as if he had never had that leg and arm to begin with.
The youth was both shocked and terrified, beginning to scream loudly in fear.
"If you hadn't been so agitated, you could have lived a bit longer, really, I'm not lying to you," that somewhat feeble, flat voice spoke up again.
The young man finally began to calm down and looked in the direction of the voice. Indeed, this person was the one who had just disappeared!
"You... are you human or a ghost?" the young man asked with a tremble.
Chu Mo snorted with laughter, "Do you have a problem?"
The young man also picked up on Chu Mo's ridicule, realizing he was human, but felt even more fearful, "Why doesn't the void chaotic flow attack you? And how did you suddenly disappear just now?"
"Those are two questions," Chu Mo said indifferently, "But I can answer you, because in a moment, you will have to answer my questions. We'll consider it a fair exchange." Without waiting for the young man to respond, he went on, "The void chaotic flow doesn't attack me because I didn't launch attacks haphazardly like you. Are you not even aware of this common sense as a Mahayana period cultivator from the Immortal Realm? How do you even cultivate normally? But that has nothing to do with me. That's the answer to the first question."
As he spoke, Chu Mo came over to the young man, squatted down, and looked into his eyes, "As for how I suddenly disappeared... of course, it was by using a technique. What else did you think?"
"..." The young man was at a loss for words and looked at Chu Mo with some indignation and grief, "Who are you, really?"
"That's already the third question. You're a bit too greedy. I've already humored you by answering two questions. Now, it's my turn to ask," Chu Mo stared at the young man, "Are you from the Zhuge Family or the Luo Family?"
"You... You're Chu Mo!" the young man suddenly cried out, his eyes filled with endless terror. He began to reach for the communication stone on his body, wanting to inform his family head of this news.
Chu Mo is here!
As a member of the Zhuge Family, he was very loyal.
Chu Mo furrowed his brows, stood up, and suddenly lifted his foot, stomping down hard on the young man's remaining arm.
Crack!
A crisp bone-crushing sound echoed, accompanied by the young man's scream of extreme misery.
This time, it wasn't like being struck by the void chaotic flow, which was painless. This pain penetrated deep into his marrow.
"Ah!" the young man's complexion turned deathly pale in an instant. The communication stone that he had just held in his hand dropped to the side.
Chu Mo kicked the communication stone into a nearby crevice; it fell down without even an echo heard.
Despair filled the young man's face, and the light in his eyes took on a ferocious gleam, "Chu Mo... if you dare, then kill me!"
"I will," Chu Mo said calmly, "But before that, I need to ask you a few questions."
"Don't even think about it!" the young man glared at him fiercely.
Crack!
Chu Mo stepped down on the young man's remaining leg, breaking the bone of that leg completely.
Again, a piercing scream filled the air.
"If you don't talk, I have countless ways to make you open your mouth. I'm quite skilled at methods of torture," Chu Mo said calmly.
"You're a devil! A big demon!" the young man bellowed.
"You're right!" A flash of light crossed Chu Mo's eyes; with a frank nod, he admitted it.
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