Bai He's swift charge made Xiao Yan's pupils contract slightly. Not only was his opponent incredibly fast, but his footwork also seemed profoundly intricate. In a single breath, Bai He's attack had reached Xiao Yan.
Silver light flashed beneath his feet with a low thunderclap. A silver afterimage remained in place, while Xiao Yan appeared dozens of meters away as though he had teleported. Bai He's hand caught nothing but an afterimage.
"Instantaneous Shift? Interesting."
Bai He's startled voice rang out. Eight Soul Rings-two yellow, three purple, and three black-appeared around him simultaneously. Then his arms became wings, and his joined legs became tail feathers. In the blink of an eye, the patriarch of the Speed Clan transformed into an exceptionally nimble Sharp-Tailed Swift.
Just then, Niu Gao, Tai Tan, and Yang Wudi shouted together, "Hall Master, Old White Bird, hold your hands!"
Hearing this, Xiao Yan and Bai He both turned toward the people below, their faces filled with confusion. Was the person before them an ally?
"Old Gorilla, Old Rhino, Old Goat? You're all still alive? This boy isn't from Spirit Hall?" Bai He flashed down before Niu Gao and the others. The four old men embraced tightly, tears already streaming down their faces.
"Come on. Whatever it is, let's talk inside." Niu Gao paused, then patted Bai He's shoulder and gave Xiao Yan a meaningful look before leading Bai He toward the reception hall of the ruined residence.
"Someone bring tea!" Niu Gao called. His expression looked rather grim, while Tai Tan and Yang Wudi beside him hung their heads in silence.
Bai He frowned in confusion. "What's wrong with you three old fellows? Why the long faces? And what exactly happened just now? Who's that black-robed youth outside?"
Niu Gao smiled bitterly. "Old White Bird, you