"Go back? Wait another two hundred years!" Black Xiu froze at the question, then answered coldly. With a burst of speed and a few flickers, he flew into a sealed chamber in the Rear Mountain Pagoda. The speed of a Spirit Communion Stage demon beast was utterly beyond anything a Core Condensation Stage cultivator could match.
Before Li Xiaoya and Zhang Hong could even see clearly, they found themselves dumped onto the floor. Though he had caught only a fleeting glimpse, the Treasure Pagoda's grandeur and magnificence had left him deeply shaken. What shocked him even more, however, was the sight of the open plaza beneath the Treasure Pagoda, covered with all manner of pitch-black demon beasts, black vapor constantly rising from their bodies.
"Senior, is there really no way for us to leave?" Once he hit the floor, Li Xiaoya hardly dared complain. He helped Zhang Hong up and hastily asked his question.
"Of course there is!" Black Xiu's answer was unexpected.
"Then..."
"The way is to advance from the Spirit Communion Stage to the Great Void Stage and break through the boundary!" Before Li Xiaoya could finish asking, Black Xiu cut him off in an unmistakably teasing tone.
"Uh... the Great Void Stage?" Li Xiaoya was left speechless. This Black Qilin had cultivated for over ten thousand years without breaking through. Waiting two hundred years would be faster.
"Oh, right." Black Xiu suddenly sounded a little downcast. "Though I don't want to admit it, I can sense the aura of my younger brother's death on you. Did you encounter his remains in there?"
"Remains?" Li Xiaoya paused, then suddenly remembered the qilin skeleton they had encountered upon entering the hall. He hurriedly replied, "When we went in, those remains crumbled to ash. That had nothing to do with