Qin Mu’s heart skipped a beat. The sound of the zither of the fourth young master of Miluo Palace!
The world crossing golden boat rushed into the fog. It was difficult to discern the direction of the fog of chaos, but it wasn’t difficult for him. He only needed to check the river of chaos below and the destruction of the tenth universe, and he would be able to find the opposite bank.
The world crossing golden boat sped forward, and Qin Mu held the hilt of his sword while his gaze flickered.
The fog suddenly dispersed in front of him, and a dao tree appeared in front of him. There were a few dao fruits hanging on the tree, and Qin Mu counted them. There were seven dao fruits.
Under the Dao Tree, the fourth young master of Miluo Palace who was dressed like an emperor was still sitting there. He held the music score in one hand and tried to play it with the other, but he couldn’t play the tune on the music score.
