The Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor Had a Friend...

The Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor's low growl scared the Ancient Ancestor and the others half to death, breaking them out in a cold sweat.

They hurriedly fell to their knees, their bodies trembling and their souls quaking, utterly bewildered.

They had borrowed the Yellow Springs Soul Summoning Banner from the Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor before, but he'd never acted like this. What was wrong?

"I told you to get lost. Didn't you understand?" The Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor's voice rang out again, laced with anger.

"Sac... Sacred Ancestor, the Yellow Springs Soul Summoning Banner is of great use to your cultivation. Could we borrow your armor instead?"

The Ancient Ancestor worked up his courage and said, "With your armor, Ao Kun won't be able to hurt us at all. If we run into him again, we'll be able to suppress him with ease."

The Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor: "..."

Boom!

Without saying a word, the Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor sent an invisible palm strike hurtling toward them. It instantly blasted the Ancient Ancestor and the others out of this special place, and they vanished from sight.

"If I had it, do you think I wouldn't lend it to you?"

The Yellow Springs Sacred Ancestor's voice rang through the special place, gritted with resentment and anger.

Even now, he still couldn't figure out how the Yellow Springs Soul Summoning Banner and the Yellow Springs Battle Armor had disappeared. Who in the Myriad Worlds had such means?

The key was that afterward, he had done everything he could to divine the culprit's identity, yet hadn't found a single clue. His opponent had left no trace in the heavenly secrets.

Even the fragments of his soul that he had left inside the Yellow Springs Soul Summoning Banner and the Yellow Springs Battle Armor