After a while, Fang Chen finished studying the sea chart. He put it away and said to Dragon Turtle and Ao Xuan, "Senior Dragon Turtle, Senior Ao Xuan, I'll scout out the Devil Race's lair myself. Wait here for my good news!"
Dragon Turtle said to Fang Chen, "Be careful!"
Fang Chen nodded. "I will!"
Dragon Turtle and Ao Xuan saw Fang Chen out of the Dragon Palace. He shot into the sky and flew toward the waters where the Devil Race's lair lay.
After a while, Fang Chen patted his chest and said, "Little Crane, wake up. We have work to do!"
At Fang Chen's voice, Little Crane immediately poked out of his clothes. "Master, what work?"
"The Dragon Race has found the Devil Race's lair in the South Sea," Fang Chen said. "Your job is to sneak in with the Meteor Tears and Spirit Sword Talismans and plant them throughout the lair. Then I'll destroy it. There may be a Teleportation Array inside. Place a Meteor Tear near it too—enough to disable it for a while, but don't wreck it completely. I want to bring that array back to the Glazed Sword Sect..."
Fang Chen explained the details of the operation to Little Crane.
"Understood, Master. Don't worry—I guarantee I'll get it done!"
Little Crane was thrilled after hearing the plan.
"Go on," Fang Chen said. "Remember to be careful!"
"Got it!"
Little Crane answered and immediately slipped into the Void.
Meanwhile, in an ancient castle that served as the Devil Race's lair in the South Sea, Mo Tianchi stood respectfully in the Great Hall. Above him sat a burly Devil Race man.
A red scar crossed the man's face. One demonic wing on his back was white, the other black, and a powerful aura radiated from him.