The Behemoth issued an angry roar, urgently wanting to capture the thief. The thief wasn't a petty burglar; they were an unparalleled great thief who had stolen its most precious treasure.
But it was powerless to do so, as it had to contend with the Annihilation Realm and could only watch as Xu Yi's scent drifted further away.
The scent of the Divine Spirit vanished, and if Xu Yi were to escape its sensory range, it would likely be difficult to find him again.
Clutching the katana named "Rage", Xu Yi slashed through the obstructing solid rock in front of him.
His brothers from the Ring of Destruction had created such a great opportunity for him, and he certainly could not afford to waste it.
With the map of Lighthouse Mountain in his mind, he had already planned an escape route for himself. After about half a minute of rushing, he fiercely cut through the thick wall in front of him.
The mountain rocks collapsed, and the sound of flowing water came from behind the hole.