The clump of grass missing its roots in Master Xuyun's hand was bathed in a warm glow. Its missing roots regrew and burrowed into the cracks between the rocks, continuing its life.
Watching the green grass live so contentedly yet tenaciously in such a harsh environment, a rare smile appeared on Master Xuyun's aged face. Just as he prepared to rise and head for the primary destination of this journey, he withdrew the step he was about to take.
For in that instant, Master Xuyun seemed to sense something unusual.
His aged left hand shifted slightly, and he seized a portion of the roots scattered from Yu Ming's ruined body.
"The scent of Chaos Origin? What is going on? This man acted alongside Green Ghost and Tiangou, so he must be a Prison Envoy wanted throughout Huaxia Country. But why does a Prison Envoy carry the aura of Chaos Origin within his body? Not only is there an extremely powerful rejection reaction, but even Nyarlathotep's true body possesses very little of this substance. After all, it comes from within the Chaos Primordial Core..."
Master Xuyun scattered the roots in his hand into the air, then lightly struck the ground with the Zen staff in his right hand.
A ripple spread outward, reducing the nearby roots scattered from Yu Ming's body to near-dust before they vanished completely.
"There must be much more to this matter. The three old fellows of Huaxia Country surely know the inside story, but I cannot negotiate with them while I am here. For now, I should first handle the present matter in the best possible way..."
Shrink Ground into Inches. With one step, he was already a thousand meters away.
Standing atop the tallest stone pillar in the stone forest, Master Xuyun saw three immensely powerful