To the east of the Youhan Tree, on an inconspicuous gray dirt hill, a spatial rift quietly opens.
From within it emerged two figures, one old and one young, both tall and slender.
"Elder Langao," Du Yu softly spoke.
"What is it?" Langao stood with hands behind his back, gazing at the Youhan Tree to the west.
Mud Hands were frantically waving, trying to catch the Suanni, White Tiger, and Luan Bird flying through the air.
Du Yu: "My servant Three Holy Han and Supreme Mud Po are already in place, mingling among the Cold Beast Mud Po group, ready to await your summon at any moment."
Empress Huangtu suddenly spoke, her tone carrying a faint smile: "Let it hide deeper and cooperate with me inside and outside."
Du Yu: "Yes!"
"Whoosh!" As his voice fell, Langao released a thick Earth Demon Breath.
Du Yu was forced to retreat repeatedly by the gusts, finally blinking away to be able to breathe normally.
Fortunately, Du Yu left early.
