"Strange, with old Yuan's strength, he can actually fight to a standstill and need my help."
A figure flew out of the nine Saint mountain.
This was an old man in a golden robe. His Daoist name was Tusita, and he was one of the Nine Saints.
Just now, he had received news that old Yuan had met with some trouble. He had even gone to the ape Palace to ask about it, and it was indeed true. Old Yuan had gone out for quite a while and had yet to return. Clearly, he had indeed met with some trouble.
"Let's go and take a look!"
He muttered as he sped up.
Their destination wasn't far, and they reached it very quickly.
"There's a great formation!"
He sent his divine senses over first, but he saw that the mountain range was covered by a large formation. The divine light inside was chaotic, and he could not see clearly.
His expression changed and became extremely serious.
