"Hm? What's wrong?"
Yu Tianyao heard An Chen's words beside him and looked at Big Ears, who kept flapping those enormous ears while held in his hand.
"That man in white came looking for the Thunder Wyrm. Big Ears imitated its cry and lured him over," An Chen explained, still lying on the ground.
At that, Yu Tianyao frowned at the little creature in his hand.
Big Ears listened to their conversation. Although the little creature could not really understand it, it did not sound like anything good, so those ears folded forward to hide that face, like a thief with a guilty conscience.
Yu Tianyao shook his head and looked at An Chen, who was in poor shape.
"What do we do next?"
After a long while, An Chen braced his hands against the ground and sat up. "I'll recover some more Soul Power, then open a door so we can get back. It can open anywhere within about fifty li of the place where I originally came in."
At this point, An Chen took a bottle of seven-colored medicinal liquid from his ring, swallowed it, and sat on the ground to absorb it.
A little while later, An Chen's complexion improved. He exhaled, and Soul Power surged through him. The two of them, along with Big Ears resting nearby, dropped straight down, then emerged from the shadow of a large tree.
Not far away stood the Thunder Mountain Range, with arcs of electricity drifting through the air.
An Chen gazed up at the mountain's summit. Seeing no sign of the man in white, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Yu Tianyao, and spoke.
"Let's go, Brother Yu. Hurry."
Yu Tianyao nodded and supported An Chen as they hurried away from Thunder Mountain.
Soon, An Chen withdrew