Mysterious Old Dao
Yang Tian widened his eyes upon seeing Xiaoqing. “What are you doing here?”
Xiaoqing complained, “Some sort of force forced me out. I don’t know what happened, either.”
“What?!” Yang Tian was flabbergasted the statue saw through Ancestral Dragon Ring.
Xiaoqing rubbed his eyes since he was familiar with the stone statue Yang Xiao often threw him in. “What do we have here?”
Yang Tian scanned Xiaoqing with his divine soul energy and nodded. “I wonder if Xiaobai has returned.
“He said he’d be back.”
“Let’s go.”
Yang Tian walked straight through the pressure, closing in on the statue quickly. An attack chased him. He absorbed vital essence. His bones crackled. The attacked still knocked his blood out of him. He knew he could ignore the defences if he mastered Skyrift Sword. Only once his bones cracked did he successfully reach the statue. Then, he wiped the blood at his mouth.
Xiaoqing’s energy intensified halfway in. His body rumbled. He glowed. The elixir in him came to life. He continued growing stronger.
Yang Tian touched the statue, wondering if there was a fragmented will inside. As soon as he touched it, his body froze, and he freaked out.
Old Dao, the statue, spoke in a comical tone. “Brat, don’t interrupt Old Dao. Get lost…”
Old Dao vanished before Yang Tian could react.
Xiaoqing transformed into his true form and gave chase.
Yang Tian was dumbstruck the statue spoke and sounded comical, meaning the statue was still alive after ages. It took him a while to realise his entire body was in harmony.
One breath of the vital essence in there was enough to cleanse one’s body multiple times. Everything contained vitality. Towering trees grew there.
Yang Tian finally noticed Xiaoqing was missing. He waited for ten minutes, but Xiaoqing still didn’t exit when he should’ve. He scratched his head. He needed to hide Xiaoqing from the celestial peng race in case they found out about the celestial peng king’s divine blood.
“Blasted statue! Xiaoqing must’ve been sent to another domain.”
Yang Tian took in a deep breath, then moved along again. An hour of walking and not a single precious herb was in sight. He couldn’t have been in the wrong place as the vital essence was there. He set up a cage with a five kilometre radius using his divine soul energy. His Divine Dragon Soul Sealing Ornament joined the search. He opened his eyes after three breaths and grinned. “Old conniving buggers.”
Yang Tian sent his divine soul energy toward a peaceful void. He struck the void open, revealing part of a formation that had been sealed there. He checked the place out to find a group of guardian slaves. The crimson herb, crimson spirit herb, he found was two and a half centimetre tall. It could be turned into a pill used in nurturing pill flames, as well as used to concoct rank seven pills.
Ten minutes later, Yang Tian finally sliced open part of the formation and took the herb. A youth in white clapped as soon as Yang Tian obtained the herb. Yang Tian vigilantly turned around. He was the youth from Divinity Sect they last met at Northern Desert City.
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