Yang Jian and Nezha stared at each other.
Where was He Suoyi?!
After what had just happened before their eyes, never mind He Suoyi-even the real Great Sun Tathagata could not have escaped unscathed!
Yang Jian suddenly spotted something writhing on the ground, as though it were alive. He flashed over, drew his Three-Point Double-Edged Blade, and stabbed down.
Blood spurted out. The thing was actually a leg coated in black energy.
Yang Jian froze. "Strange. Lady Houtu sliced off one of He Suoyi's legs. How could he possibly have escaped?"
Lady Houtu gazed coldly at the scene before her, pondering for a long while before saying flatly, "He didn't escape. Someone took him away."
"Took him away?!"
Nezha and Yang Jian froze. Could He Suoyi have an accomplice?
Lady Houtu's expression grew grave. Anyone capable of teleporting He Suoyi away from a thousand miles off naturally possessed profound magical power, perhaps surpassing even those present. In other words, an extraordinarily powerful figure stood behind He Suoyi. This was no small matter; it had to be reported immediately.
"Young Yang Jian, hurry outside and bring that Cat Demon girl in. See whether the equipment still works. Our most pressing task is to bring the Operator back." After speaking, Lady Houtu turned to Nezha. "Young Nezha, go check on the Heavenly Worthy of the Way and Its Virtue immediately. I fear He Suoyi might stake everything on one last throw and go harm him."
The two received their orders and were about to go their separate ways when Nezha glanced at Lady Houtu and asked, "My lady... what about you?"
"I'm hungry. I'm going back to eat," Lady Houtu said. "Nobody follows me, or I'll start beating people."
"E-eat?" Yang Jian paused. "Lady Houtu... this junior doesn't quite understand. Leaving aside