Time passed quickly, and soon, the moment arrived for them to reach the next world.
"It's close," Lin Mu murmured, his gaze locked on the distance, sensing the spatial barrier ahead.
But this was no ordinary barrier. It was a world barrier—an invisible, protective veil that safeguarded an entire realm.
"Everyone, get ready!" Lin Mu called out.
Meng Bai, engrossed in writing on a talisman, jolted at his master's sudden command.
Daoist Chu and Monk Hushu stepped out of their rooms, their robes flowing as they approached Lin Mu, forming a solemn circle.
"How long?" Daoist Chu asked, his deep-set eyes reflecting curiosity.
"Five," Lin Mu replied, his voice calm.
"Five what?" Meng Bai blinked, confused.
"Four... three... two... one!" Lin Mu counted down.
Before Meng Bai could react, the world around him erupted in blinding white light. His stomach lurched as the weight of his body vanished into an unsettling void.
