At this sight!
Xuanyuan Daoist's brows furrowed slightly, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness:
"Junior Brother, it seems the Golden-Scaled Python is now hiding in the deepest part of that poisonous mist.
If we want to take its gallbladder without a sound and avoid alerting the poison cultivator within, I'm afraid that will be impossible."
He drew a deep breath, a flash of resolve crossing his eyes:
"So be it!
When soldiers come, generals block them; when water comes, earth dams it.
Go!
Let us first get the Golden-Scaled Python's inner gallbladder in hand.
As for that poison cultivator, there is no need to mind him."
"Yes, martial brother!"
Lin Qingxuan nodded. The short sword at his waist trembled faintly, and the Spirit Energy around him began to circulate as well, readying himself for battle.
As soon as he spoke, the two of them tapped off with their toes and strode through the air out of the Flying Boat.
With a backward flick of his hand, Xuanyuan Daoist gave a low shout:
"Receive!"
The Flying Boat, over a dozen zhang in size, flashed with light and rapidly shrank, becoming thumb-sized in the blink of an eye. It turned into a streak of light and flew into Xuanyuan Daoist's sleeve, where he properly stored it away.
The next moment, Lin Qingxuan brought forth an azure longsword and stood upon it;
Xuanyuan Daoist, meanwhile, brought forth a jade Ruyi, and the spiritual radiance around him surged.
Riding their respective Treasure Tools, the two became two streaks of light, one before the other, and resolutely plunged into the vast white poisonous mist.
Sure enough, just as Xuanyuan Daoist had said...
The strange poisonous mist fell upon their Protective Spirit Light like water droplets striking a boulder, instantly bouncing away.
It could not