Hearing this, Zhuang Changyou's face also showed deep regret, as though he were certain that if Wei Tu approached the two of them without defenses, as he had originally planned, he would immediately fall into a trap.
He seemed to have completely forgotten that, in terms of escape speed, he and Ye Ya had been left far behind by Wei Tu.
However, in the cultivation world, if one possessed some powerful spirit treasure or technique, it was extremely common not only to ambush and kill someone of the same realm, but even to fight above one's level and defeat a higher-realm cultivator.
Next, Ye Ya and Zhuang Changyou exchanged more intelligence regarding the Stone Cocoon Secret Realm.
After they finished, neither lingered there. They exchanged a glance, flicked their sleeves, and vanished without a trace in flashes of escaping light.
However.
A quarter of an hour later.
Their escaping lights suddenly reappeared at the same spot. Only after carefully sensing the surrounding environment did they leave in disappointment.
And only after Ye Ya and Zhuang Changyou had truly departed for half an incense stick's time did a cyan rainbow streak down from the horizon, slowly revealing Wei Tu's figure.
Unlike before, when he had been all alone, a palm-sized strange beast now stood upon his shoulder. It had a pair of wings and resembled a tiny mink.
This strange beast was none other than the Blood-Winged Mo, the descendant of a true spirit that had entered the Stone Cocoon Secret Realm alongside Wei Tu.
At this moment, the Blood-Winged Mo held its forepaws in an empty grasp, as though forming some mysterious hand seal. A faint blood aura floated around its body, while its pitch-black eyes gazed into the distant void, as if they could directly see Ye Ya and