Du Peng's shock vanished from his face, replaced instead by wild delight. He even clapped his hands and said, "Hahaha! With such great ability, wouldn't it be as easy as turning a hand for her to pass through the perilous Wumeng region? Since he can get through, why can't I? Why can't my Immortal Alliance? Diluo, oh Diluo, I truly want to see just what you did to dare destroy my avatar!"
As he spoke, Du Peng no longer headed east. He urged his mana and swept away like a violent gale, vanishing from sight in but a moment.
Half the time it took to drink a cup of tea after Du Peng left, a thousand miles to the southwest—the very direction the woman had glanced toward before flying away—black patterns suddenly spread over a dark stone at the foot of a mountain. Something covered in flashing patterns like animal hide emerged from the stone. A strange voice came from this thing, which seemed both humanoid and beastlike: "Is this... the Human Realm? Is this Xiaoyu Continent? How can one be a Holy Maiden of the Sacred Light Realm and the other a Demon General of the Demon Realm? Neither has anything to do with this Cultivation World! Since when has Xiaoyu Continent become such a mess?"
After a moment, the thing wriggled again and shot straight into the sky. "That damned Immortal Alliance doesn't have any trace of her. Then... she really might be in the Lost Land! I have to go take a look. I must not let her escape! Otherwise, when my lord descends, I'll be unable to bear the consequences."
With that, it too departed, and its direction was actually the same as Zhang Jie of the so-called Sacred Light Realm.
The root of all this