Monk Dao, Ye Guan, and Nanling Yiyi left and returned to the Daoist Sect.

Shortly after they left, a spacetime rift opened. A golden-robed middle-aged man and an old man walked out of the rift. 

The middle-aged man was the Clan Leader of the True Dragon Clan—Ao Tian!

Ao Tian’s eyes narrowed as he growled. “We’re too late!”

The old man’s face darkened. “It must have been Monk Dao!”

“Yes, it must have been him.” Ao Tian nodded and said, “Ye Guan is not strong enough to kill Ao Meng by himself.”

Ao Tian then turned to look in the direction of the Daoist Realm and muttered, “Since you don’t want to live your remaining days in peace, my True Dragon Clan will personally send you on your way!”

…

The three walked into the great hall of the Daoist Sect.

Ye Guan took out Ao Meng’s storage ring, and Nanling Yiyi’s eyes were glued to it. She wanted to know what was inside Ao Meng’s storage ring. 

Even Monk Dao was filled with anticipation, and it was all because the True Dragon Clan was filthy rich. 

Ye Guan opened the storage ring, revealing three hundred thousand gold spiritual crystals. There were also twelve Sky-grade demonic beast internal pills. There weren’t any Imperial-grade demonic beast internal pills, but they still struck it rich! 

The three glanced at each other and laughed. It was a pretty big haul in their eyes. 

“Master, the True Dragon Clan will definitely avenge...