Jiang Shi stared at the opponent's dazed soul, a gleam appeared in his eyes as he quickly read through the memories in the other's mind. Not long after, he chuckled lightly, pointed out a finger, and pressed the opponent's soul back into the body.
He flipped his palm, placing the bizarre owl into his ring, and said with a smile, "Let's go!"
Jiang Shi led the way, skimming towards the distance.
Daoist Master Xuan looked shocked, quickly following behind, still unable to believe they had found the trace of the abomination so quickly.
...
Outside the town area.
In the depths of an ancient cave.
Yang Yaotian, who was originally sitting cross-legged on a meditation mat without moving, suddenly opened his eyes, furrowing his brow as he felt waves of nervous anxiety without any reason.
These waves of anxiety hit repeatedly, leaving his heart unable to calm down.
