Seeing Xiao Hua suddenly change his direction of flight—first heading back toward Yin Yang Spring Mountain, then changing course again—Xiao Mao was initially dumbfounded. He had yet to emerge from his comprehension of the Dragon Transformation Art and merely followed Xiao Hua on instinct.
But just as he saw Xiao Hua so flustered and was about to send a voice transmission to ask, an enraged divine sense swept over them like mountains collapsing and seas overturning!
" A... a Sword Transformation Swordsman!!!" Though Xiao Mao had never encountered a Sword Transformation Swordsman, a swordsman's divine sense was clearly different from a cultivator's, sharp as a flying sword. With a divine sense countless times stronger than his own sweeping toward him, how could Xiao Mao not know that a Sword Transformation Swordsman had arrived?
That divine sense swept over Xiao Hua and Xiao Mao, immediately locking onto them. Then, on the distant horizon, a rainbow-like sword light slowly rose. The sound of sword cries, like a babbling stream, seemed to ring out in the sky and yet also beside their ears!
Xiao Hua and Xiao Mao's expressions changed drastically. Even if they thought with their heels, they knew the arrival of this Sword Transformation Swordsman was likely related to Yin Yang Spring Mountain!
"Run!" Xiao Mao was truly panicking now. As soon as the thought arose, he hurriedly said, "Big Brother, your cultivation is higher. Escape first—don't wait for me!"
Yet when he saw that Xiao Hua was equally panicked, and was even flying somewhat slower than he was, Xiao Mao was bewildered again!
Naturally, that confusion vanished like smoke the instant he saw Xiao Hua wink at him. He understood that Xiao Hua was concealing his cultivation, yet was also unwilling to abandon him!
The babbling-stream sound grew louder and