The short young man left Shangqing Divine Palace, departed Qing City once more, and flew toward the same dense forest as last time.
Before long, the short young man entered the forest again.
However, he did not go to the valley from before. Instead, he kept weaving through the forest, traveling tens of thousands of li deeper within before finally stopping beneath an enormous ancient tree.
Let me see who you intend to harm.
Su Mo hid atop a large tree in the distance, watching the short young man from afar.
The short young man sat cross-legged beneath the ancient tree, seeming to be waiting for someone again.
This wait lasted two hours.
Two hours later, the sound of something cutting through the air rang out. The tall black-robed figure arrived again, slowly descending beneath the ancient tree.
"Did you succeed?"
The moment the tall black-robed man landed, he impatiently questioned the short young man.
"Would I have called you here if I had failed?" The short young man immediately rose to his feet, a smug smile appearing on his face.
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, two black rays of sharp light shot from the tall black-robed man's eyes, almost tangible.
The short young man's heart shuddered. He did not know the black-robed man's exact identity, but he could guess that the other party was from the Devil Race—and a powerful one at that.
As for whether he was from the True Demon Race or the Heavenly Demon Race, that was impossible to know.
"Look!"
At that moment, the short young man swept out his arm. The space before him rippled slightly, and a streak of azure light suddenly flashed forth, transforming into an azure-clad figure.
This azure-clad figure sat cross-legged, her slender body poised gracefully, her black hair cascading like