Zhou Chu was shocked. Even with his cultivation, he found it difficult to resist the formation. However, he did not panic as he followed Cangwu Qiong.
As expected, Cangwu Qiong smiled and stretched out his hand.
A barrier with a diameter of several feet instantly opened up, and all the pressure disappeared.
"Hmph, come in!"
A voice sounded from the sky, following which all of the spiritual flowers and plants returned to their original positions, as if they had never changed. A faint fragrance and rich spiritual Qi filled the air, as if everything that had happened was just an illusion.
Cangwu Qiong took a light step and crossed over. An exquisite Pavilion appeared in front of him, and he entered it with one more step.
In an elegant small hall, it was empty and quiet. There were only two millstone-sized futons placed on the ground.
Cangwu Qiong walked over and sat down on a futon with Zhou Chu kneeling behind him.
"Speak, why have you come to find me?"
