The Toad chuckled heartily, thumping the iron stick onto the ground—a sound that was meant solely for the Azure Dragon.
Turning his head, Su He and Ji Feixue had already walked out.
That little Turtle Kid, smug as could be, flapped his wings, landing within the Chaos, he had transformed into a graceful young man, and looked back at the riddled Suppression Land.
On the membrane barrier of the Suppression Land, the Symbols left by the Black Dragon were still flashing eerily.
Su He turned to Ji Feixue beside him and asked softly, "What do we do with this thing?"
It was left by the mother-in-law to the daughter-in-law; it couldn't just be neglected and allowed to fall into ruin.
Ji Feixue gazed at the barrier, her voice growing even colder, "I don't know. The core of the place, which my father had refined, is not here. Without it, I can't repair it."
If it hadn't been refined, the state of Suppression Land might yield clues about her mother's current situation.
