In the next instant, the light gate vanished, and the Four-Colored Seal fell back into Xu Yi's hand. He snatched it up and flashed away, reaching the shore in the blink of an eye. To his surprise, the Black-striped Flood Dragon Shark had disappeared without a trace.
He activated a spell, and at once sensed the Origin Seal Bead. Taking the Soaring Ape Form, he bounded toward the southeast.
Not long after he left, a black speck rapidly grew larger. It was a regular hexagonal flying craft. Had Xu Yi been there, he would have recognized it as the Sun Moon Shuttle that had carried him to the Savage Wilderness Realm.
The Sun Moon Shuttle settled on the island, and two figures rushed out. They were none other than Young Master Xian and Han Zhongjun.
Young Master Xian's figure wavered, splitting into countless afterimages. Only after the time it took to burn half an incense stick did he finally steady himself, his face dark as could be.
Han Zhongjun stood there with a wooden expression. "What happened? Is it still not dead? This damn thing's practically become a spirit. If I'd known... Ah!"
Young Master Xian ignored him, crouching to examine the ashes. Suddenly, he took out a Tracking Jade Plate and activated it with a spell. The pure white plate showed nothing at all.
With a sharp crack, the jade token in Young Master Xian's hand shattered into countless fragments. They fluttered like butterflies before scattering to the ground.
"You really did think of everything. Nothing could stop you. Fine, then. I'll see whether you can make it out of this Savage Wilderness Realm alive."
Young Master Xian gazed up at the sky, his eyes distant as he murmured.
Roar, roar... Whimper, whimper...
The Black-striped Flood Dragon Shark