Nai Daoist rode the wind and fire, vanishing in an instant.
His presence was just a far cry from that of the Great Suanni.
Bai Mo watched him depart as memories flooded his mind.
Kunwu True Monarch.
He remembered when this Demon Path True Monarch was first subdued by Divine Dao Mountain, he had looked like a man who had suffered a great calamity.
Utterly wretched.
To be able to butt heads with a veteran retainer like Nai Daoist now, he must have recovered some of his strength.
'It seems Divine Dao Mountain is no stranger to conflict. I just wonder how the disciples below are supposed to handle themselves when the retainers start fighting…'
Bai Mo's mind began to wander.
A tremor on his leg snapped him back to his senses.
He looked down and saw Ah Er, clinging to his leg and trembling uncontrollably.
When it met Bai Mo's eyes, its face was still a mask of primal fear.
