"This realm is not for you. Return to the time and space where you belong. Otherwise, blood shall be spilt!"
In the Frontier Wilderness, a voice echoed from a gigantic pair of eyes. Their gaze fell on the long-haired god-like demon-like mysterious man. Then, a ghastly white hand stretched out from those eyes, flipped over the Big Pot, and pulled out An Lan, who had been suppressed inside.
"If it weren't for the current space-time constraints limiting my actions, do you really believe that the two of you working together could make any difference?" the black-haired man disdainfully retorted.
"Yu Tuo, stop the nonsense. You distract them. I'll take Sin Continent. We must find that thing, digging three feet into the ground if needed, in hope of uncovering some clues!"
As soon as An Lan was freed, his injuries instantly healed. He spoke harshly, and without waiting for replies, his hand transformed into a vast, magnificent claw, reaching for the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.