Advancing Through the Great Mountains, a Wild Ride

Qiu Baichu rode his demonic dragon northward.

Along the way, he finally learned that Sikong Jing had already led the Soulfall Bandits into the Northern Mountains, escaping Lu Lingun's pursuit.

Now, the entire War Soul Dynasty had fallen into a storm of rage and panic. The people hurled every kind of curse at Lu Lingun and Gongyang Ren, calling them utter trash.

But none of that had anything to do with Qiu Baichu. He fixed his sights on the Northern Mountains.

Riding the demonic dragon, he reached the Northern Mountains at top speed. But how was he supposed to find Sikong Jing?

At that moment, the demonic dragon beneath him fully displayed its might. It had once been subdued by Sikong Jing and was perfectly clear on that latter's terrifying, peerless aura of savage beasts. It carried Qiu Baichu unceasingly through the mountains.

Two days later, Qiu Baichu finally found the large force of Soulfall Bandits moving east through the mountains.

"Junior Brother Sikong, I'm Qiu Baichu! This is a matter of utmost urgency!"

Seeing the Soulfall Bandits' experts spot him and prepare to surround and kill him, Qiu Baichu immediately shouted.

Sikong Jing, who was atop a demonic beast studying the Eternal Night Wolf King's meridians, suddenly opened his eyes.

The next instant, Sikong Jing barked, "All of you, stand down. He's one of us."

Ning Jingjing and the others immediately halted, then waved to the Sixty-Sixth Legion soldiers around them.

Sikong Jing had already flashed before Qiu Baichu and asked, "Senior Brother Qiu, what has you in such a panic?"

He already had some guesses in his heart. Perhaps something huge had happened at the War Soul Sacred Dragon Palace. Could it be that his demon blood had failed?

Yet Qiu Baichu's answer made Sikong Jing go pale