White King Xiao departed peacefully.
Because Daoist Cangsheng's aura was far too faint, none of the "three Chu Liangs" noticed his presence as they swiftly streaked past overhead.
White King Xiao felt Chu Liang's aura drawing ever closer, yet it had no way to widen the distance between them. Still, it was a peak seventh-realm great demon. When it fled for its life, its speed was equally formidable, and Chu Liang could not catch it immediately. If it had not been grievously wounded, it would have been hard to say whether he could have captured it at all.
The first man-faced xiao Chu Liang had encountered back then had only barely been caught by relying on a Spirit Cat Leaping Talisman.
Whoosh—
Swoosh—
Light and shadow flashed past. When Xiao Wuyin could no longer keep up with the two of them, White King Xiao finally found a destination and plunged downward headfirst.
Seeing the white streak land ahead, Chu Liang hurriedly descended after it.
Boom!
An explosive crash rang out, and dust filled the air.
When Chu Liang emerged from the haze, White King Xiao was nowhere to be seen. All that remained were countless tiny, terrified eyes.
This turned out to be a forest where young foxes played, a gathering place for the naturally spiritual little foxes born to the Qingqiu fox demons. The little foxes, like fluffy balls of fur, curled up or ran through the woods, brimming with endearing innocence.
But as Chu Liang descended, glittering little eyes all around focused on him, and in the next instant, they were about to scatter in terrified flight.
"None of you move!" Chu Liang shouted. The Azure Wave Cup flew out in an instant, throwing a punch at the Qingqiu kindergarten.
Whoosh—
A mass of azure ripples swept