Robbery? Tai Cang's lips curled slightly. That depended on who robbed whom. There was no need for you to worry, Fellow Daoist Yunxiao. No one had ever taken a treasure from his hands. When would they set out?
The San Xiao exchanged glances, a trace of confusion flashing through their eyes—they had been in seclusion recovering from their injuries and knew nothing of Tai Cang's feat of fighting countless opponents alone.
Yunxiao suppressed her doubts. Wudang and the others had already left ahead of them. Once they met up, they would join forces to seize the fragments.
Let's go. Tai Cang said no more. Their most urgent task was to reach the central region as quickly as possible.
The San Xiao smiled and immediately took Tai Cang through the air.
At the heart of the Beast Realm, deathly stillness hung over the land as cultivators from every sect gathered there.
Countless gazes were fixed on the lake, every face filled with gravity and vigilance.
Rumble— The lake exploded as a colossal beast with a bull's head and a serpent's body burst from the water. Its massive tail slammed against the surface, raising pillars of water ten thousand zhang high. A torrential downpour instantly covered an area spanning ten thousand li.
The cultivators were drenched from head to toe, yet no one dared move. They did not even dare circulate their mana, fearing they might alarm that enormous creature.
After a long while, the bull-serpent finally sank back into the lake, and heaven and earth returned to calm.
Whew— Everyone let out a long breath before finally circulating their mana to dry their clothes. They gathered in small groups to discuss a solution.
Suddenly, the sound of something slicing through the air rang out.
Tai Cang and the San Xiao arrived