Jiang Bei ignored Old Ghost Xuan Yin's threat and continued asking:
"This place is quite a distance from the Ten Thousand Mothers Relic, and once we enter the relic, searching for your treasure will take even more time. In my half-dead state, I'm afraid I'll become a burden before we even get there. Is there... no way to temporarily suppress the spread of this thing?"
"Suppress it?" Old Ghost Xuan Yin snorted disdainfully. "No! Even if there were, I wouldn't give it to you! Only seeing you half-dead puts this old man at ease! If you truly recover, who knows what tricks you brat might pull? This old man has no desire to hand his back to a little wolf cub that can still leap about! Enough nonsense! Move!"
Before his words had even faded, his figure shot into the sky and sped out of Yellow Maple Valley.
Jiang Bei's gaze sharpened. Without the slightest hesitation, he endured the searing pain in his organs, drew in a breath, and leaped after him.
Inside his sleeve, he clenched the Bodhi Treasure Pill tightly in his palm.
At the same time, the Demon Shadow Divine Breath within his body quietly brewed, its aura suppressed and concealed with all his might.
That "node" that gathered the power to flee through the void condensed and scattered again and again, like a bowstring drawn full only to be released without firing, ready at any moment to tear through space and escape.
He could sense that Old Ghost Xuan Yin was extraordinarily powerful. He had most likely stepped into the next realm, so Jiang Bei had no choice but to remain vigilant.
The two figures raced one after the other like shooting stars chasing the moon, crossing the mountains and rivers of Longjiao Domain as they