Behind them, experts from the Banshan Sect and the Hundred Refinements Hall pursued, hurling endless curses, yet they grew further and further behind Chen Shi and Black Pot, entirely unable to catch up.
Baili Mu had the highest cultivation, striving hard in pursuit, but he found himself falling further and further behind that single person and dog.
He channeled his Primordial Spirit, but this was the Underworld; the Yin winds swept over them, biting and chilling to the bone, which was deeply detrimental to a Primordial Spirit.
Moreover, given the speed of that giant hound, even if he channeled his Primordial Spirit in all-out pursuit, he probably couldn't catch them.
Yet in the direction the giant hound ran, a fiend monster larger than mountain peaks appeared, possessing a dragon head, a long neck, and a dragon tail, dominating heaven and earth as it opened its blood-red maw and gazed toward them.
Atop the fiend monster's head, there was also a fiery-red great sun.
Seeing this situation, Baili Mu did not dare to pursue further and hastily halted his steps.
Witnessing this scene, the crowd from the Banshan Sect and the Hundred Refinements Hall felt terror well up and likewise dared not pursue further.
They watched wide-eyed as that giant hound carried the treasure-stealing scoundrel and leaped into the air, bounding right over the head of the dragon-headed fiend monster and disappearing without a trace.
Baili Mu bit down hard on his teeth, suddenly seeing an indigo-colored giant hand emerge from nowhere and grab hold of that dragon-headed fiend monster.
The dragon-headed fiend monster vanished from the Underworld.
This scene made Baili Mu's hair stand on end, and he immediately turned around and said, "The passage cannot be maintained for much longer. Let's return as quickly as possible, lest we draw