Su Ping's Primordial Spirit Avatar looked up at the sky.
He could feel the connection to this Small World, another grand and profound world beyond his Divine Thought's estimation.
Judging by the surging Spiritual Energy fluctuations from that world, that must be the Desert Wolf Clan's own lair within this Jiuyao Airspace.
Here, at best, this place could only be considered a prison on the outskirts.
Su Ping's Primordial Spirit Avatar stood up, the Five-Colored Divine Light sweeping over him.
The restraints on him were lifted by a large extent.
This scene caused the gray-robed Taoist who was still beguiling a few others to twitch at the corner of his eye and he quickly sent a telepathic message to dissuade:
"Taoist Friend, do not act rashly!"
"Even if Taoist Friend has strange Divine Skills to remove the restraints, you still cannot escape from here."
