Li Xiaobai felt that it was best to consult the embroidered shoe more when he was unfamiliar with this Secret Realm.
"To rescue someone, point the shoe outward; to leave them, point it inward."
He casually tossed the embroidered shoe into the chariot, and after a few rotations, the tip of the shoe steadily pointed towards the female cultivator sprawled on the ground ahead.
Li Xiaobai's eyes lit up, "Get off the carriage, rescue her!"
Outside, the female cultivator was visibly panic-stricken, staring fixedly at the Steel Behemoth before her. She hailed from a prestigious family and had seen much of the world, but she had never encountered such a Demonic Beast.
The cold Iron-blood Aura spread as the monstrously large, wheel-like legs were smothered in gushing blood. Even though she had braced herself for death, her body couldn't stop trembling.
"Who are you, and why do you block our way?"