With everything in order, Mu Bai rose and sped away even faster, flying straight toward the Shuhuan Mountain Range.
Nearby, Qi Zhenzi watched Mu Bai's figure fly swiftly into the distance, a smile lingering on his face.
"Time to see an old acquaintance..."
Anxious, Mu Bai dared not delay along the way and flew swiftly west. Even when he reached Ximu City, he did not stop, heading directly for the Shuhuan Mountain Range, where the Three-Legged Crow Cauldron was hidden.
Ximu City had expanded more than tenfold, and more cultivators had gathered near the Shuhuan Mountain Range as well. Everyone knew there were boundless treasures here. Since they lived nearby, everyone wanted to try their luck in the mountains.
Unfortunately, as Xi Hong led several dozen tribesmen back from the Venerable Domain, they encountered a band of robbers blocking the road. Two Dao Zun rode blazing Dragon Steeds, leading over a hundred cultivator bandits in relentless pursuit.
Left with no choice, Xi Hong stayed behind to cover his tribesmen's retreat.
"Fellow Daoists, I am the Chief of Fangs of Ximu City's Xishui Great Tribe. Would you do me the courtesy of letting us pass?"
"Haha! The Xishui Great Tribe has held Ximu City for years. You're exactly who we're robbing!" The bandit chief brandished his saber and shouted, "Leave your valuables, and I'll leave your corpse intact!"
"Our Ximu City..."
"Your Ximu City can barely save itself. Spare us!"
Riding his blazing Dragon Steed, the bandit chief charged menacingly at Xi Hong with a shout.
Seeing that this would not end peacefully, Xi Hong gritted his teeth and brought out a bronze mirror. With several gestures of his fingers, a fierce pillar of light immediately shot forward to meet the attack. Seeing how swiftly it approached, the bandit chief dared