"Master, feel free to cast the spell; I will certainly protect you." Yang Lu said without hesitation.
"Good, then let's find a place up ahead to do this," Ma Liang nodded and said blandly.
Immediately, the two of them turned into a streak of light, shooting straight toward the gigantic mountain range ahead.
Several hours later, atop a massive peak at the mountain range's center, the young man in the black robe sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. In front of him, a black-and-white crystal sphere spun continuously, and a blood-red, eerie face slowly emerged from it.
Ma Liang pointed at the crystal sphere with a single finger, causing the eerie face to show a vicious expression, its eyes locking onto a certain direction, and in the next moment, it spat out a blood-red glowing orb.
The glowing orb flickered once and silently merged into the forehead of the young man in the black robe.
