"Da Qi..."
The monk of Tai Yan Sect squinted his eyes, which seemed to flicker continuously with light and shadows.
"Da Xuan?"
"Eh?"
Not knowing what he saw, his tone became very surprised, then turned to look at Sun Erlang, "In just a few years, such a significant discrepancy has already appeared? What's going on?"
Sun Erlang was utterly in the dark, not understanding what the other party was talking about.
"Interesting, follow me," the monk of Tai Yan Sect examined Sun Erlang more closely and then spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly became transparent.
A silver illusion road formed under his feet, leading directly into the interior of the mountain.
Sun Erlang transformed into a fleeing light, closely following behind.
As they entered the mountain, the silver road also disappeared.
Even the pit that Sun Erlang had previously dug on the Taixuan Mountain was silently restored.
"My name is Yishu, the bones you sent back are of my clansman."