Driven by curiosity, Mo Zhi returned to the underground space and was imdiately shocked by the sight of the ice and fire.
Although these thods weren’t aid at Mo Zhi, everything before her made Mo Zhi feel like she was about to faint.
Especially the howls of various life forms mixed together, Mo Zhi felt her soul body was sowhat unstable.
But the Dragon Spirit seed completely unaffected.
This made Mo Zhi, whose strength was slightly inferior, nod repeatedly—Dragon King is truly powerful!
The rit Golden Light on Mo Zhi’s body brightened a bit. Perhaps because she was closer, the impact was greater, which is why she felt her soul body was affected earlier.
The monsters inside the altar were not easy to deal with; just listening to the howls, one could sense its vigor.
Evidently, the Dragon Spirit’s attack had so effect, but not enough to influence it.
Mo Zhi glanced at the altar, and subconsciously, her eyes turned towards the previous Little Jade Tripod.
Her sixth sense told her that the powerful Little Jade Tripod from before might have so connection with this altar.
As she looked at it, the cute, jade-white Little Jade Tripod was emitting a faint, lustrous glow.
The glow surrounded the Little Jade Tripod.
Mo Zhi moved closer to the Little Jade Tripod, and the influence of the unknown monster’s howl from the altar suddenly weakened significantly.
A mont ago, Mo Zhi was still sowhat distant from the altar, and even with the rit Golden Light Protection, she could still feel anxious and disturbed.
But now, just by getting a bit closer to the Little Jade Tripod, that feeling of irritability dissipated significantly.
Mo Zhi pondered for a mont and moved closer.
This ti, the irritability decreased again, but the burning sensation from her finger prior increased.
Mo Zhi’s eyes darted around, then she reached one hand towards the Little Jade Tripod and the other towards the altar.
This was clearly using her body for an experint.
Soon, two completely different feelings descended upon Mo Zhi’s hands.
The hand near the Little Jade Tripod didn’t have the feeling of an unstable soul body, but it had a burning sensation.
While the hand near the altar felt an ache in the arm and a sensation of falling apart.
Mo Zhi: ...
So, the altar and that Jade Tripod, completely opposing entities, were clearly maintaining balance with each other!
With this major discovery, Mo Zhi’s already sowhat eerie eyes suddenly glead brightly.
"Dragon King, the monster inside the altar fears that Little Jade Tripod over there!"
Although the Dragon Spirit was wholeheartedly dealing with the altar, it wasn’t so focused that it couldn’t spare a thought.
The Dragon Spirit turned to Mo Zhi, speaking sowhat irritably, "Then hurry up and help!"
Mo Zhi: ...
She indeed wanted to help, but as a ghost, she genuinely couldn’t. That Jade Tripod could be her nesis too, no?
Yet facing the Dragon Spirit, Mo Zhi couldn’t muster any defiance and could only say awkwardly, "Dragon King, that Jade Tripod, it can manage too..."
Now, it was the Dragon Spirit’s turn to be speechless.
If only they had Mo Zhi stay at the tent and bring along the Little Paperman, which would obviously be more useful at this mont.
The Little Paperman lying in the tent was truly bored; it didn’t need sleep, so it wasn’t even interested in counting sheep.
Suddenly, it felt the Dragon Spirit’s intense yearning.
The Little Paperman imdiately chuckled to itself, thinking that with its capability as a Magic Artifact, anyone partnering with it would know.
Earlier, those injured people returned, but hardly anyone was intact.
If it weren’t for needing to ensure these people’s safety, the Little Paperman would already be seeking out the Dragon Spirit.
"I thought the Dark Masters in this world had high status and matching strength, but didn’t expect each and every one to be such losers!"
The Little Paperman was quite disdainful of those hurt by resentful spirits.
With just a raise of its hand, it could completely remove the residual resentful energy from these people.
But upon realizing that even the Dragon Spirit hadn’t acted, it decided not to ddle unnecessarily.
The Little Paperman could only continue to stare blankly.
anwhile, Xuan Chu followed the guiding Little Paperman, rushing quickly, finally arriving at the campsite of Dragon Spirit and the others.
The Little Paperman imdiately hid, thoroughly concealing its aura.
These people were Dark Masters; who knew if they had secret thods to detect its presence.
Xuan Chu had no opinions about this; this wasn’t a familiar environnt, and they absolutely couldn’t casually expose their cards.
"Who’s there!"
The remaining intact Dark Masters imdiately shouted loudly upon sensing movent!
Just from their voices, one could tell they were sowhat on edge and paranoid.
Xuan Chu appearing here indicated he didn’t plan to conceal his whereabouts, and naturally, his identity had to be revealed.
Anyway, when traveling abroad, identity is self-assigned.
Xuan Chu perford a greeting among Dark Masters to those people.
Only then did he speak, "I’m here for my junior brother. We separated earlier, and now I’ve followed his mark to arrive..."
After pausing, Xuan Chu glanced at those guarded individuals, appearing completely oblivious to their precautions.
He continued, "My junior brother’s surna is Long; he said he’d wait for in the city, but when I arrived, I couldn’t find him.
May I ask if you’ve seen a Dark Master surnad Long before? If you have, please inform of my junior brother’s whereabouts."
The Little Paperman nearly burst into laughter at Xuan Chu crafting an identity for himself.
If the Dragon Spirit knew that he unknowingly beca Xuan Chu’s junior brother, he’d likely be jumping with irritation.
Who knew the Dragon Spirit was genuinely proud and haughty, giving face only to the master and nobody else.
The remaining intact Dark Masters imdiately lowered their defenses upon hearing Xuan Chu ntioning he was searching for the one who saved them—Mr. Long.
Their vigilance and caution towards Xuan Chu decreased considerably.
The remaining caution belonged to the inherent wariness Dark Masters have towards anyone.
"So you’re Mr. Long’s senior brother!"
"May I know your surna?"
"Mr. Long is still up the mountain."
...
They replied to Xuan Chu’s questions with eager chatter.
Xuan Chu appropriately expressed surprise, joy at finding his junior brother, and worry hearing his junior brother facing resentful spirits.
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