"Soul, Return!!"
The shout echoed endlessly across the vast, empty Gobi Desert, until the brown-robed Daoist's throat seemed on the verge of going hoarse.
The urgent ringing of bells spread for a thousand miles, like the sound of souls being chained and dragged away.
When a dragon's head emerged from the oppressive black clouds overhead, a gleam flashed in the Daoist's eyes.
He let out a low roar.
"Raise the banners!"
Without hesitation, his other two companions poured mana into the long white banners before them.
In an instant, the banners unfurled, stirring the winds and clouds.
The black clouds in the sky seemed to be dragged by them and began to sway.
As the winds and clouds shifted, a streak of azure light quietly withdrew.
Before long, Tian Xuan encountered Luo Chen and the other two, who were rushing over at high speed.
"Master!"
"You've worked hard."
Luo Chen nodded, then patted the Spirit Beast Bag at his waist. Tian Xuan immediately slipped obediently inside.
Cloud Touching Cave Master and Taisui could not help glancing at the bag again.
Having a Transformation Demon Cultivator run errands for oneself was far more convenient than having an ordinary Tier 3 spirit pet.
Setting aside everything else, intelligence alone was the difference between heaven and earth.
After putting Tian Xuan away, Luo Chen set off again. Before long, he arrived a hundred li away from that stretch of Gobi Desert.
The urgent, eerie ringing of bells still reached their ears without pause.
Yet their eyes quietly fixed on the scene ahead, and they held their breath, scarcely daring to breathe.
Divine Sense transmissions echoed continuously among them.
"What are they doing?" Taisui asked. He knew much about Fallen Devil Land, but only that much. After all, he had first gained sentience in