Seven hundred miles south of Tongtian River, there was a wide river surface that spanned two to three hundred meters.
The Seven-star Centipede's thousand legs twitched, gliding leisurely against the direction of the river flow.
Chen Mu stuck his head out, intently observing the neatly moving jet-black centipede legs, feeling as if he was watching dozens of people rowing a dragon boat in his past life.
After a while, Chen Mu withdrew his gaze, his spirit sinking into the secret acupoint between his eyebrows.
Due to a twist of fate, he was still bathing in a pool of transparent liquid Exotic Force; originally continuously emitting black smoke but now, not a wisp remained.
Thin golden patterns intermittently appeared on the Jet-black Moon Blade and the ghastly White Bone Sphere, the originally somewhat sinister artifact now possessed a bit of solemnity.
"Taiyi Refining Treasure Technique is really useful!" Chen Mu revealed a smile.
