Rumble! Within the distorted spatial storm, Prince Modong and Ning Mozi slowly flew forward. Wherever they passed, they blasted and deflected the storm away, sending rings of distorted light rippling through the sky. Their cultivation was naturally far inferior to the Three-Headed Charging Bull Beast's, and they lacked a Heaven-Opening Treasure like the Red-Flame Myriad-Beast Armor, so the disturbance they caused was much smaller.
The farther they advanced, the more savage the distorted spatial storm felt.
Suddenly!
"Hm?" Prince Modong, who was slightly ahead, abruptly stopped. He hurriedly told Ning Mozi, "Fellow Daoist Ning! There seems to be something happening up ahead!" He pointed forward as he spoke.
"...!" Ning Mozi was startled when Prince Modong stopped, but he did not seem to hear what the prince said. Within this distorted space, all sounds became a chaotic jumble, making it feel as though speech itself was impossible.
"!" Although Ning Mozi had not heard Prince Modong's words, he followed the direction of his finger and saw what lay ahead. His heart stirred. Through the distorted space, he could vaguely make out red light shining ahead, with golden light beneath it. Is the Three-Headed Charging Bull Beast up ahead?
That was what Ning Mozi thought.
He looked toward Prince Modong. The prince was saying something to him, but the distorted space still prevented him from hearing it. When Prince Modong beckoned, however, he understood. He moved closer, until only a few dozen feet separated them, and finally heard Prince Modong say, "Fellow Daoist Ning, that should be the Three-Headed Charging Bull Beast ahead. Let's not get too close. We'll go down below and assess the situation first!"
"All right!" Prince Modong's voice still sounded somewhat strange, but Ning Mozi could make out the words. He quickly agreed.
"Then let's head down.