With the protection of the Ancestral Stone, Beiting Huang breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest. This Ancestral Stone was not under his control. Today, although it had inexplicably helped him, who could tell if it would lend a hand the next time?
Beiting Huang would never leave his fate in someone else's hands. He gave Xu Xiaomo and the others a look and with a twist of his body, he dashed out toward the vast expanse beyond Slaughtering Spirit Mountain.
For him, escaping was the most important thing right now!
"Ah! You little guy, you want to run away just like that?" The Blue Bird was half a step too slow, really—it couldn't take its eyes off the Ancestral Stone. The stone gave it an inexplicably familiar feeling, but during the countless eons, it had forgotten many things and simply couldn't remember what this was.
