On the outskirts of the dark mist, the devil instantly rose into the sky, looking towards the depths of the island.
"How could this be... what is it doing?!" He seemed very surprised.
"What's happening? Take me up." Xiao Chen called from below. By instinct, he knew that it was probably the commotion caused by Keke.
The devil waved his wide sleeve, a cloud of dark mist carried Xiao Chen up to the sky, standing at a high point with the devil. Then the devil carried him towards the depths of the island. They stopped in a cloud of dust in a far-off area. From here they could clearly see the scene ahead, a mountain peak had collapsed.
The snow-white little beast Keke was fleeing among the mountains, its speed at the extreme, like a rushing white light. Behind it was a dark iron seal, driving a towering demonic qi, like a small mountain incessantly chasing after it.
