"Lord Protector, where are we going?"
On a scenic mountaintop brimming with natural energy, a mass of pitch-black fog swept into the distance, unleashing its immense pressure without the slightest restraint.
The speaker was entirely shrouded in a black robe, his face concealed behind a jet-black mask. Even probing with soul power revealed only a haze over his face, making his features impossible to discern.
Ahead of him, an old man also dressed in black robes looked disgruntled at the question, then sneered. "Hmph! What else? A little rat got lucky and stumbled into a huge vat of rice, that's all."
The masked figure said nothing in response to the words coming from ahead. Several dozen other black-robed figures traveled alongside them.
"Kekeke, Eagle Protector, I know you don't get along with their faction, but remember, this concerns the Hall Master's grand plan. If anything goes wrong, not even the Heavenly Venerable can save you!"
As the two spoke, another powerful black-robed man landed in front of Eagle Protector and addressed him with a strange grin.
Disdain crossed Eagle Protector's face at those words. "Of course I understand. But Protector Wu merely got lucky and happened to run into Yao Chen in the Jia Ma Empire."
"If I hadn't returned so early, that credit might have been mine."
Behind Eagle Protector, a flicker of surprise crossed the face hidden beneath the black mask. Then his brows knitted tightly.
Teacher... was he captured after all...? I'm too far from my original body. The connection is far too faint...
Smack!
While he frowned in thought, Eagle Protector suddenly turned and slapped him on the head, barking, "Mo Shang, what are you thinking about? I've called you several times!"
Slapped back to reality, Mo Shang showed no shift in emotion. He bowed respectfully