The black talisman was distinctively shaped, almost like a chain, with strange, twisting patterns carved on its surface.

Su Yi picked it up and examined it. He immediately realized it was a signaling talisman for requesting reinforcements! 

I’ll have to find an opportunity to crush it and see much prey I can draw out of Celestial Prison Demon Court, thought Su Yi. He put it and the Soul-Beckoning Banner away, but he couldn’t be bothered to spare the rest of Lu Zheng’s belongings a second glance.

“Let’s go.” Su Yi glanced at Yuan Wutong and the others, then turned and walked into the distant darkness. His companions hurried after him.

“Master Su, take care of yourself!” Yuan Wutong clasped his fist.

Mu Cangtu and the others clasped their fists as well.

Although Su Yi left without so much as bidding farewell, who’d dare treat him with disrespect?

After all, if Su Yi and his companions hadn’t shown up tonight, the Cloudriver Prefectural… might well have fallen to the rampaging beast tide already!

Outside the Cloudriver Prefectural Capital, the banks of the Great Azure.

The night was desolate, with silence on all sides.

Su Yi paused, and after a moment’s hesitation, he proceeded against the...