"Good!"
Ji Lu nodded in agreement.
He accepted the request Liang Hui had made.
Immediately, he took out a Jade Slip from his bosom and handed it over.
"Taoist Child, be careful on the road ahead."
"I will be cautious."
The youth stepped past Ji Lu's figure and walked towards the outside of the palace.
The sect master guessed that he was about to leave and was not surprised.
What he had asked for, the information conveyed, was already very clear.
He stepped forward and his figure gradually vanished inside the palace.
Beast Taming Sect, a lush forest several miles away.
Liang Hui took out the Mystic Altar from his bosom and looked back at the sect behind him.
"I am setting out. When I return again, everything will be back on track."
He suddenly exerted strength in his palm.
Crack!
The Mystic Altar shattered.
A pitch-black fissure emerged in front of him, and the youth, with an indifferent expression, stepped into it with a wide stride.
...
Meanwhile.
