"How... how was this possible?" Ancestor Hongmeng cried in disbelief. Yet Huang Tong had no intention of answering him. The phoenix beak opened, and strange demonic qi descended once more. Ancestor Hongmeng's Primordial Spirit instantly fainted, utterly motionless, and within moments was devoured by Huang Tong!
"Haha..." Xiao Hua clapped his hands and laughed. "Ancestor Hongmeng has finally been put to death. This poor Daoist has eliminated a grave threat from his heart!"
"No!" Huang Tong suddenly said. "This is not the complete Primordial Spirit from before. That bastard is crafty. When he fled just now, it seemed he used a Daoist secret technique to split off a thread of his Primordial Spirit. Now even I cannot detect it!"
"Damn it!" Xiao Hua's smile vanished completely. He struck his fists together and said, "The heavens are unfair! Why do they always let that bastard escape with a sliver of life?"
"Heaven never bars a man's road completely!" Huang Tong took it rather calmly, shrugging his wings with a smile.
"Fellow Daoist is well versed in the Law of Space and spatial escape techniques. You should be able to return directly to Xiao Kingdom from here, right?" Xiao Hua asked with a smile. "We must first uproot Ancestor Hongmeng's forces, lest some unforeseen change arise again!"
Huang Tong said proudly, "Not merely within a realm—even crossing between realms, I can do that..."
"Good!" Xiao Hua laughed. "Then let us head—"
Xiao Hua had barely spoken when his body suddenly shuddered violently. He stood there frozen. After a moment, he stammered, "Y-you said you can tear through realms? A-are you sure you possess the power to tear through realms?"
"Of course I do not possess the power to tear through realms. But must one necessarily have such power to cross between realms?"