Impending doom?
Am I not already suffering and enduring hardships? Wang Mu pondered.
It has been ten years since I began my cultivation journey, struggling back and forth, each time passing through the threshold of life and death. When wasn't it a time of impending doom?
Wang Mu scoffed. As far as I'm concerned, what greater catastrophe could possibly be looming?
However, considering that the other party was an Immortal from the Upper Realm from whom he had received a treasure, he couldn't just take the treasure and turn his back on her so quickly.
After all, Wang Mu was still hoping this Upper Realm Immortal could repair the two damaged Divine Light Mirrors.
[Wang Mu: I had something to attend to earlier and had to turn off the Divine Light Mirror. What's up?]
[Moon God: Ahem, we've encountered some trouble in the Upper Realm. There's a bit of turmoil in the Immortal Court... It might affect your Lower Realm.]
Wang Mu: ?
[Wang Mu: How would that affect us?]
