The experience of brushing past that terrifying Golden Elixir Divine Sense was like an invisible whip lashing fiercely at Lin Mo's heart. Every inch of his skin, hidden beneath the mud, still retained the cold and helpless feeling of having his soul pierced through.

Upon returning to his cave residence, he wasted no time sealing the entrance and reinforcing all the warning formations. The stone slab inscribed with "No Golden Elixir, No Leaving the Mountain" was placed in the most conspicuous spot in his meditation chamber, constantly reminding him.

The vastness and danger of the outside world far exceeded his expectations. With his mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, he was nothing more than a slightly stronger ant in this wilderness. Any trace of luck or greed could lead to utter destruction.

Lin Mo sat cross-legged on the stone bed, forcing himself to calm down. He knew that mere fear and anxiety were useless; only by turning this pressure into motivation could he truly change his situation.