As for how to lure over the mighty figures of the major races in the Western Universe, Xia Ping had long since thought of a way. There was probably no identity better at drawing hatred than Wu Wudi's.
If Wu Wudi appeared in the Sealed Land again, there was practically no need to think about it—countless enemies who bore grudges against Wu Wudi would surely swarm over.
Whoosh!
Xia Ping's figure flickered, and he immediately left the Sealed Land.
As he departed, the Corpse Beast seemed to sense something. It let out a roar as black mist surged from its body, seemingly alive as it poured toward the outside of the cage.
The black mist faintly carried the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling, as though trying to hold Xia Ping back. But before it could wield its power, chain after chain of sealing restraints trembled, binding it tightly and leaving it unable to move.
It gave an unwilling roar, causing space to quiver, before gradually falling silent.
Several days later.
In a forest somewhere in the outer region of the Sealed Land.
"Haha, you still wanted to fight me? Go eat dust behind my ass."
A centaur warrior hid beneath a boulder, breathing heavily with great excitement.
Just now, a squad had slain a Dragon Wood Tree and obtained the Source of Dragon Wood. Seizing the perfect moment, it relied on a centaur's speed to strike in an instant, snatching away the Source of Dragon Wood in one move.
Then it galloped away at full speed. In the blink of an eye, it escaped the squad's pursuit range and made its getaway, angering them half to death as they swore to kill it.
But now, that group could not even see its shadow. How could they possibly