The Great Tengu in black lion form hurriedly spoke. "No, brother, this is too sudden. That is... a secret path leading close to the True Land. It is incomparably dangerous!"
It was truly shaken. What was going on? Little Wang from next door sat on the far shore and had also found a special path?
Where exactly was the True Land? Could it be that by walking such an illusory path, one that was almost idealistic, they would ultimately point toward the same destination as the paths taken by Ma, Wu, Dao, and the others—different roads leading to the same destination?
The Mechanical Heavenly Dog was dumbfounded!
Seeing its dog-faced stupefaction, Wang Xuan comforted and persuaded it. "This path is very important. Every move you make affects the grand landscape of the Supernatural Realm. One small step from you may very well open up a whole new world for supernatural civilization and push history forward by a great stride. Besides, I am not asking your true body to go. Just use the field you excel at. A clone will be enough."
"My main body already set off with Ma, Wu, Old Wang, and the others. I am already a clone now, and you still want to wipe me out completely!" The dog was unwilling in a hundred and twenty ways. It had naturally left behind some contingencies, but it truly did not want to mess around with someone surnamed Wang.
Yet in the end, it could not refuse such "warm hospitality." That sort of "enthusiasm" was more than it could bear. Little Wang's primordial spirit light shone upon everything, too dazzlingly brilliant. In the end, it agreed and sent out a treasured puppet body.
It was a white tiger, its entire body covered in flowing patterns of intimidating Imperial Dao