The white cat was the cat that concubine Yan often carried in her arms. With light and silent steps, it raised its tail and walked in front of Qin Mu. Without turning its head, it said, “Heavenly venerate mu, I’ll lead the way for you. Please come in.”
Qin Mu smiled and followed behind it.
Little seven walked forward unhurriedly, “This mine is extremely dangerous,”he said indifferently. “Even if an emperor’s throne realm entered this place, they wouldn’t be able to last long. “The people who came here to mine are all strong practitioners among gods, but because they entered this place and stayed for too long, they were assimilated by the mine.”
Qin Mu heard the sound of mining and focused his gaze to look. He saw a god mining divine stones on the mountain wall.
Around the divine stone were all sorts of strange runes. There were also mirrors on both sides of the mountain wall that shone on the divine stone as if they were afraid it would escape.
