This-this shouldn't be possible!
Wang Ba's gaze passed through the densely packed ancient trees, branches, and leaves as he stared incredulously at that figure through the gaps.
Missing for decades without a trace, never found by those who came searching, he had now appeared eerily on Wood-Forest Island.
A lilting "cluck, cluck" flowed from his mouth, his intonation rising and falling. He wore a spotless long gown, and before him stood a somewhat rough table with a storyteller's block upon it.
More than thirty years had passed, yet it was just like the scene of him telling stories in the teahouse at Black Tortoise Market.
Yet this scene, deep within the deathly still, pitch-black forest, inexplicably sent a chill down one's back.
Bai Xiaoyun is actually here... Then does that mean those cultivators who went missing were captured by the mysterious presence on Wood-Forest Island?
But why did this mysterious presence capture them?
Puzzled, Wang Ba did not immediately rush over.
He listened carefully to the continuous "cluck, cluck" coming from Bai Xiaoyun's mouth.
He clearly could not understand a single word of those sounds, yet indistinct, sensual images surged through his mind.
The blood within his body began to churn beyond his control.
Yet the sound seemed to trigger something else.
Arcs of lightning abruptly leaped out from within Wang Ba's body.
Crackle!
Wang Ba's mind cleared, and the sensual images were purged from it.
The churning blood within his body settled as well.
But in these rather deathly still surroundings, the noise was particularly piercing.
Wang Ba's heart tightened.
Although his Divine Sense could not spread far, he immediately extended it to its limit.
The Mother Qi of Ten Thousand Arts upon him stood ready.
But to his surprise-
Bai Xiaoyun's "cluck, cluck" continued to echo unhurriedly through