I'll Be Good, My Ass!!!

"Looks like your hunting trip needs to end early. We need to return to the Black Witch World first."

"End? Heh, do you think you can get out? I can't contact Tomb Realm, and he definitely won't open the door before the time is up. Who knows where he's off having fun now."

After hearing Anthony's words, Yang Mu let out a cold laugh. With her understanding of Tomb Realm, she knew what he was about to do before he had even taken off his pants.

Anthony shrugged. He did not actually think it was such a big deal. Although the Ninth Order had issues, if they truly wanted to do something to them, they would have acted long ago.

Since even the Phantom Beast World had no power to resist, the Mage World would likewise have no power to resist.

As for the three elders, they had only just found the right direction. Breaking through was not something that could be accomplished overnight, so delaying a little while did not matter.

This was something immensely distant to begin with. Finding a solution would be nothing less than a fantasy, and their current level was still far, far from enough.

As they talked, the two examined the inheritance left behind by the White King. This inheritance was not a personal inheritance, but part of the essence of an entire civilization.

It contained extensive research on Phantom Beasts. How could a civilization that had developed to such a level possibly neglect research into the foundation of its own civilization?

Just like Yang Mu and the others, the powerful figures of that civilization had also wanted to artificially cultivate Phantom Beasts. However, their goal had been to cultivate Phantom Beasts with great potential.

Phantom Beasts were naturally born from their world. As