Walker Of The Worlds

2791  Path Of Faith

There had been no books that described the cultivation methodology of the people—at least, none that Lin Mu had found. All he discovered was that as long as one remained devout and prayed regularly, their strength would grow.

He couldn't help but wonder if this was an intentionally guarded secret—or perhaps something so fundamental to this world that no one questioned it.

Something like breathing air.

WHOOSH

In the middle of their investigation, the Dao Shell and Dao Embryo within the corpse faded away, unable to sustain themselves without the life force of the man they once belonged to.

"Dammit," Daoist Chu cursed, frustrated by what appeared to be a dead end.

"No…" Lin Mu muttered, sensing something else—something more.

He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again—his Spatial Perception now fully active.

He peered into the seemingly empty air, focusing on the fabric of space itself. That's when he saw it: a strange energy stream, subtle and thin, slipping into a minuscule hole that had opened in the spatial fabric. The anomaly was so tiny that no ordinary cultivator would have sensed it—there were almost no fluctuations at all.