Outside the chaotic spatial storm.
"Tsk! It's already been several days. Fellow Daoist Modong, are we still going to wait?" Ning Mozi called impatiently toward Prince Modong and the others.
"..." Prince Modong fell silent at his words.
Suddenly!
With a whoosh, black light flashed, and Prince Modong flew out of a concealed spot. He called toward Ning Mozi and the others, "How about this? You continue lying in ambush here. I'll go inside and take a look!" Gray light flashed over his body as he spoke, and a suit of pitch-black armor appeared on him. He was just about to fly into the chaotic spatial storm...
Just then!
"Wait! Fellow Daoist Modong!" Ning Mozi shouted, flying out of another concealed spot. In a few flashes, he reached Prince Modong's side and hurriedly said, "Let me go in with you. We can look out for each other!"
"Hmm? You want to go too, Fellow Daoist Ning?" Prince Modong asked, taken aback.
"Yes!" Ning Mozi nodded. "I've been observing it for quite some time. The chaotic spatial storm here has weakened considerably. I'm confident I can brave it, and I won't become a burden to you!" Despite his words, he thought, Hmph! Let you go in alone? Do you take me for a fool? If there really is anything good inside, wouldn't you get it all...?
"Oh! Very well!" Prince Modong gave him a long look but made no attempt to stop him, answering casually. Inwardly, he sneered, Hmph! Don't think I don't know what you're after... With that thought, he told Ning Mozi, "Let's go, then!" Pitch-black demonic qi erupted around him, forming a black sphere of light, and he flew toward the distorted space...
"Mm!" Ning Mozi answered solemnly. He pointed with both hands, and a demon beast phantom