"Stop!!"
Seeing that Bai Yu was about to dive, Xu Taiping and Xiaohei both prepared to intervene and save him.
But the Old Palace Master of Yellow Origin Palace suddenly called him to a halt once more:
"Stop!"
Bai Yu abruptly spread the wings he had just folded.
Boom!!
Amid an ear-splitting qi explosion, Bai Yu forcibly steadied himself several thousand zhang above the hollow.
The surging gang wind slammed into the ground, sending rocks and dust flying everywhere.
At this sight, Xu Taiping immediately frowned and said:
"Could that old Daoist have sensed something?"
As he spoke, he looked toward the boulders floating in the air.
But he soon realized that his worry had been unnecessary.
The Palace Master of Yellow Origin Palace continued:
"You vile beast, you were descending too quickly just now. Slower, and more carefully!"
With that, the old Daoist suddenly raised his fly-whisk and lashed Bai Yu across the back.
The instant the fly-whisk struck, it transformed into hundreds of slender silver threads, all lashing toward Bai Yu's back together.
Bai Yu immediately let out a wretched scream.
Hearing that scream, Xu Taiping immediately reached out and gripped his blade's hilt, struggling to hold his killing intent in check.
After being whipped once, Bai Yu began drifting slowly down from several thousand zhang in the air like a falling leaf.
Although his descent was exceedingly slow, the Palace Master of Yellow Origin Palace showed no impatience at all, letting Bai Yu descend while probing their surroundings with his divine sense.
When he sensed that divine sense sweep over him, Xu Taiping could not help feeling fortunate that he had previously used the Blade of Guicang to conceal his and Xiaohei's auras separately.
"All right, you can go a little faster now."
The old Daoist's voice