The character spirit transformed into a gigantic bird. Black feathers drifted down as it beat its wings and plunged headfirst into the Rift Abyss. Its bright eyes reflected Cang Shu bending to pull Yan Xiaochuan out of the Spider Silk Cocoon, and it let out a clear, ringing cry toward them.
Xing Chun crawled out through the hole in the cabin, rubbing his twisted neck as he looked up at the character spirit bird.
"Master?"
Yan Xiaochuan, his head covered in white spider silk, stared at the character spirit, dazed.
Master Mu Yong'an would never leave Taiyi lightly. Even if something had happened to him, Yan Xiaochuan shouldn't have—
Cang Shu glanced over by chance and caught the boy's grave, cold expression, so unlike his usual self.
"Are you two all right?" Xing Chun was some distance away. His fair face was a mess, smeared with dust from the cabin's clutter and streaked with blood.
"I'm fine." Cang Shu answered him. "The instructors must have arrived."
The character spirit bird had the three of them climb onto its wing, then carried them upward.
The bird's cry rang out from the abyss as it soared into the sky, cutting through the darkness below. They saw a swarm of Sea Fireflies aboveground and, below them, four Thirteenth Realm Sorcerers facing off.
Wenren Xu smiled as he reached up to rub his smooth, bald head. He showed not the slightest hint of alarm, looking completely at ease. In fact, there was even a trace of amusement in his eyes as he gazed at Mu Yong'an and Zhu Rong opposite him.
"What, the young ones got beaten, so the old ones came to back them up?" Wenren Xu said with a laugh.
Mu Yong'an's face was pale. A black Fox Fur Coat shrouded his