"Eh? Ah... Can I even say I’m not capable? Still, now I feel like I might just be a burden to you." Feng Shanshan was startled by Mu Chen’s sudden question. Her face flushed red when she realized she had been staring at him, but then she remembered how he had stared at her the same way when they first met, and she felt better about it. ’You did it once, and now I’ve done it once. We’re even.’ (The powerful logic of a girl.)

Mu Chen was at a loss. "Where is this coming from?"

Feng Shanshan said helplessly, "My Martial Artist Realm is only at the Nine-Ring Martial Spirit level. I’m just an ordinary Martial Artist with no Attribute abilities. The only way I can be of any help is with my slightly stronger Spiritual Power... and a detailed map of the entire Senluo Ruins."

"A detailed map of the Senluo Ruins!!" Mu Chen was utterly shocked. "You... How do you have something like that?"

Feng Shanshan shook her head. "I’ll explain that to you later. For now, you need to decide whether you want to cooperate with me or not."

Mu Chen nodded. "Of course I do. But aren’t you afraid that I’ll threaten you, make you draw out the map of the Senluo Ruins, and then kill you?"

Feng Shanshan smiled faintly. "You won’t. I pride myself on being a good judge of character."

Mu Chen rubbed his forehead. "How come none of you are ever wrong about people? Alright, you’re right, I wouldn’t do that. But first, what should we be doing?"

Feng Shanshan smiled, her face blushing as she extended a hand to Mu Chen. "Take my hand..."

"Huh?!" Mu Chen froze, not understanding.

Feng Shanshan said, flustered and indignant, "I meant you should take me with you! My flight speed is very, very slow. It’s better if you carry me, and I’ll just act as your navigator."

"Uh, oh, er..." Mu Chen awkwardly took Feng Shanshan’s hand. It felt soft. (Heaven be my witness, there’s nothing going on between them. Don’t let your imagination run wild.)

"’Uh’ what! Don’t play dumb after taking advantage of me. No boy has ever held this young lady’s hand before," Feng Shanshan shot Mu Chen an irritated glare.

Mu Chen was holding Feng Shanshan’s hand with his left, so he couldn’t scratch his nose. He said helplessly, "So, where are we going?"

At his words, Feng Shanshan’s expression immediately turned serious. A calculating look flashed in her eyes. She then looked in a certain direction and said, "That way. Go forward for about ten kilometers, then turn toward the eleven o’clock position."

Mu Chen followed her gaze, then nodded. "Hold on tight, then."

With that, Mu Chen’s expression hardened. He stomped his foot, and the entire rock platform trembled violently before countless arcs of Thunder Light spread out. With a resounding CRACKLE of thunder, Mu Chen’s figure WHOOSHED away, disappearing into the dark space.

At first, Feng Shanshan didn’t realize what Mu Chen meant by "hold on tight." Now, seeing the scenery rushing backward at the speed of light, she was horrified and subconsciously hugged Mu Chen’s arm tightly.

Mu Chen was taken aback for a moment, but in his awkwardness, he didn’t pay it much mind. He continued to use his will to create Profound Ice footholds in the air. Whenever his speed started to drop, Mu Chen would use his Illusory Step Technique again. Thunder Light would surge, and his speed would instead climb to an even higher level.

The ten-kilometer distance was crossed in the blink of an eye. Mu Chen didn’t pause at all, heading straight for the eleven o’clock position. ’This speed probably surpasses a Martial Sect, doesn’t it?’ Feng Shanshan thought to herself. ’To be this fast... and he doesn’t show any signs of fatigue.’

"Miss Shanshan, how much farther do we have to go?" Mu Chen asked, looking down after flying for a while.

Feng Shanshan forced herself to endure the strong headwind, squinting one eye open. "Keep flying forward for about a hundred kilometers and you’ll see an area with countless huge rock platforms. On the surface, they look no different from ordinary floating rocks, but one of them is eternally motionless. It requires extremely strong Insight to notice it, so let’s just focus on getting there first."

Mu Chen nodded. A hundred kilometers seemed like a long way, but it would only take about ten minutes. At this thought, the Thunder Light under his feet spread out once more, and his speed surged again. He shot through the dark space like a faint White Shadow.

After they had passed, four crimson figures floated out from behind a massive rock platform. These four were none other than the prodigies of the Blood Python Family who had entered first: Xue Yan, Xue Lie, Xue Nie, and Xue Shitian.

"Big Brother, I think I just saw two figures fly past over there," a leaner, red-haired man said to a more robust, red-haired man.

"Hmph. Mere ants, not worth mentioning. Xue Lie, Xue Nie, Xue Shitian, don’t forget our purpose for entering this time. Time is limited, and we need to avoid conflict. After numerous explorations by the family, we’ve finally determined the burial place of the Senluo Saint. This is a great opportunity for us to distinguish ourselves, so don’t slack off." The one speaking was the leader of the four, Xue Yan. As soon as he finished, a crimson python the size of a bowl shot out from his sleeve. The python stared coldly into the distance, its forked tongue flicking out from time to time as if searching for something.

"Big Brother, we understand. But the direction those two went seems to be one of our destinations," Xue Lie said gravely, pointing in the direction where Mu Chen and his companion had disappeared.

Xue Yan glanced into the distance. "Just in case, if we see anyone over there later, we’ll just kill them. It’s only two people. The fight will be over in a matter of seconds."

"Yes!" the three replied. Their bodies twisted strangely, and they vanished on the spot in three bursts of blood-red light.

Meanwhile, Mu Chen, who had been flying straight ahead, had now reached the area of rock platforms Feng Shanshan had described. The moment they stopped, Feng Shanshan quickly let go of Mu Chen’s hand and straightened her wind-tousled hair. "This is the place. But the density of these rocks is even more terrifying than I imagined."

Mu Chen scanned their surroundings and nodded. "Indeed. And their floating momentum is much slower than the scattered ones. At a glance, almost all the rocks look like they’re stationary."

With a thought, Feng Shanshan sent a vast wave of Spiritual Power WHOOSHING out. The sheer intensity made Mu Chen sigh in admiration. His own Spiritual Realm was already at the Late Stage of the Kan Realm, but compared to Feng Shanshan’s Spiritual Power, it was like a candle in the sun. He roughly estimated that her Spiritual Power had reached the Early Stage of the Kun Realm. Even so, the range of her Spiritual Power could only cover a third of this dense region of rock platforms.

"This is a bit troublesome." After a moment, Feng Shanshan retracted her Spiritual Power, her expression extremely grave.

Mu Chen said, "We just need to find a single floating rock that’s completely stationary, right?"

Feng Shanshan nodded in confusion. "Mhm. More accurately, that would be completing the first step. Do you have a way?"

Mu Chen shook his head. "I’m not absolutely certain, but I can give it a try."

With that, Mu Chen snapped his eyes open. To the sound of a longsword being unsheathed, a giant, purple phantom appeared behind him. Feng Shanshan stared, dumbfounded, at the space behind Mu Chen and discovered the massive purple phantom was, in fact, a pair of sharp eyes. These eyes radiated a demonic purple light. Six snowflake-like Ice Crystal marks spun rapidly around the cold, merciless vertical pupils. The sight was like a Divine Beast from the Primordial Chaos descending with its Divine Power, making one’s very soul tremble.

Subconsciously breaking eye contact with the phantom, Feng Shanshan turned her head to the side, only to see Mu Chen’s eyes, which were identical to the phantom behind him. And that wasn’t all. Around his eyes, black orbital markings appeared, making the devilishly charming Mu Chen look utterly bizarre.

Feng Shanshan didn’t dare to breathe. If the gazes of the four red-haired men and the elder, Xue Sha, were filled with evil and disgust, then Mu Chen’s eyes were now filled with a wild, domineering aura—the air of a King who looked down upon the world.

Of course, Mu Chen had no idea what Feng Shanshan was thinking. He had only used the Purple Sky Demon Pupils out of necessity. He remembered how, during the Spirit Selection Conference, the Purple Sky Demon Pupils had been able to see through all the Original Stones in an instant. Based on that alone, Mu Chen made a bold guess. ’If I push my Purple Sky Demon Pupils to their limit, can I perceive the subtle movements of all these rock platforms?’

A thought must be put into practice. When Mu Chen fully activated his Purple Sky Demon Pupils, something strange happened. It was like he had a creator’s perspective; his vision became like a giant web, imprinting all the rock platforms into his mind. And even though he was looking straight ahead, the perspective that appeared in his mind was a top-down view.

’How miraculous. This has never happened before.’

After a moment of wonder, Mu Chen cast aside his distracting thoughts. The real task was to survey the movements of all these rock platforms. With a flicker of his will, his purple vertical pupils suddenly contracted. In his mind, all the rock platforms froze. Of course, this was only temporary. Then, as the Purple Sky Demon Pupils operated, the countless rock platforms began to drift rapidly in his vision. This was the strange power of the Purple Sky Demon Pupils: to magnify and accelerate the motion of objects, making them much clearer.

His consciousness roamed through the scene in his mind. After a moment, Mu Chen finally spotted a single, eternally motionless rock among the thousands of others.

"Found it!"

With a cry of discovery, Mu Chen didn’t hesitate. He pulled Feng Shanshan by the hand and charged into the vast expanse of rocks. Weaving left and right, he landed directly on a rock that wasn’t particularly large.

"This is the one," Mu Chen said, looking at Feng Shanshan.

Feng Shanshan had been so shocked by Mu Chen’s incredible power that she had become calm; when things reach an extreme, they reverse. She looked at the rock, then bit her own finger and let a drop of blood fall onto its surface. Mu Chen watched her strange actions with some confusion and asked, "What are you doing?"

Feng Shanshan smiled. "Activating the Senluo Seven-Star Rock..."