"Master, where are we going now?" Zha Muzhen asked.
"To the Demon Ancestor's Tomb, to retrieve that Demon World Holy Object." Zhang Xiaohao said, his eyes flashing brilliantly.
"Yes, Master." Zha Muzhen responded.
Right after, Zhang Xiaohao waved his hands, and all the formation flags on the ground transformed into a meteor and flew towards him, being quickly stored into the storage bag at his waist.
"Let's go!" Zhang Xiaohao called out.
The three of them flickered, flying like lightning upwards and landed on the ground within a few flashes.
"How do we proceed now?" Zhang Xiaohao's gaze fell on the Third Saintess.
"Master, could you return my storage bag to me?" The Third Saintess pondered for a moment and then spoke.
