After racking his brains for a long time, Little Fatty grew discouraged.
He wasn't sure he could slip through the Restriction unnoticed, let alone get the Token.
"Looks like I'll have to wait."
"At the rate they're wearing down the Restriction, they should finish in ten days or so."
Little Fatty muttered to himself, "I'll wait right here. Once the Restriction is completely worn away, I'll go straight in..."
"I can do without the other treasures, but I must get the Token!"
"Yes, that's what I'll do!"
Little Fatty made up his mind then and there.
He would wait right here.
It was a little foolish, but it was the best option he had.
Meanwhile.
Qin Hao and the Cloudwing Beast had followed the passage deeper inside.
The True Dragon's pressure was terrifying. The farther Qin Hao and the Cloudwing Beast went, the more overwhelming it became.
"This pressure is holding me back too much. I can use seventy percent of my strength at most."
Qin Hao shook his head. The True Dragon deep within Dragon Refining Mountain must have been immensely powerful.
Its pressure alone was enough to make Qin Hao and the Cloudwing Beast suffer.
It was hard to imagine how terrifying the pressure would be if a living True Dragon unleashed it.
They went a little farther.
At last, the Silvermoon Dragon Flood Serpent's pained roars grew clearer. Lin Zhang's furious, grief-stricken shouts were faintly audible too.
They could also hear Soul-Severing Sect Disciples barking orders.
"We're here!"
"Two Soul-Severing Sect Disciples, both at the True Martial Realm Sixth Layer."
"Little One, one each. Let's finish this quickly!"
Qin Hao sensed their strength and spoke at once.
"Squeak, squeak!" The Cloudwing Beast nodded. His aura surged as he readied himself for battle.
"Go!"
With that, Qin Hao