Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Nine streaks of escaping light flashed through the cloudless sky, vanishing beyond the horizon in the blink of an eye!
These nine were none other than Li Xiaoya and his companions, who were heading to the Heavenly Earth Demon Sect to rescue his father...
Seven or eight days had passed since Sun Ling sent word. Li Xiaoya had watched the questioning that Mother Li had recorded with a treasure, then compared everyone's findings with the information he had gathered himself. He was already eighty or ninety percent certain. He could hardly be blamed for being cautious: he had only one chance to rescue his father. If anything went wrong, if they found the location only to let Black Old Devil and the others learn of it, their true objective would be exposed, making another rescue attempt far more difficult. More importantly, their enemies surely already knew that Li Xiaoya had returned. Although his current divine abilities meant he had no fear of them, his father was still in their hands. Naturally, he dared not throw a stone at the rat for fear of breaking the precious vase...
Thus, the scattered scraps of information they had gathered had not been enough for him to commit. Only once the news proved accurate did Li Xiaoya finally make up his mind.
But! If they really intended to carry out the rescue, they still needed a detailed plan.
Moreover, Dongfang Yi and the others had not fully recovered from their injuries or replenished their magic power. That was why they delayed another seven or eight days before finally setting out: first, to devise the best possible plan, and second, to wait until everyone's injuries had healed and their magic power had recovered.
"All right! Beyond this mountain range lies the