"O soul, return!!!"
The shout echoed constantly across the vast and boundless desert scrub, the Daoist in brown robes seemed to have a hoarse voice.
The urgent ringing of the bell spread like a soul-summoning melody over a thousand-mile radius.
When a dragon head appeared in the ominous clouds above, a sharp light burst forth in the Daoist's eyes.
He growled softly.
"Raise the banner!"
The other two companions unhesitatingly infused Qi Power into the white long banner before them.
In an instant, the banner fluttered, whipping up storm clouds.
The black clouds in the sky seemed to be pulled by it and began to sway.
With the winds and clouds swirling, a blue light quietly retreated.
Soon, Tian Xuan encountered Luo Chen and the other two rushing rapidly.
"Master!"
"You've worked hard."
Luo Chen nodded, patting the Spirit Beast Bag on his waist, Tian Xuan obediently darted inside.
Both Moyun Cave Lord and Tai Sui couldn't help but glance at the bag again.
