"Isolate Chaos?" Su Yang was shocked again; what did this mean?
This time, even Su Yang couldn't guess and could only remember these four words.
"Why isolate Chaos?" Su Yang asked.
The Golden Winged Roc did not answer, it landed on the Buddha's shoulder, seemingly unwilling to answer Su Yang's questions anymore.
Su Yang saw clearly; the Golden Winged Roc's body started becoming somewhat transparent. Evidently, the Golden Winged Roc must have died in battle too; this was merely a residual Spiritual Sense, unable to persist long.
Su Yang didn't have time to inquire further; he quickly asked, "Senior, we need to enter the Immortal Palace to take the Heavenly Dao Stone Tablet inside to save the Human Clan. But we haven't been able to enter the Immortal Palace; do you know how to enter it?"
The Golden Winged Roc's body became even more dim, and it looked at Su Yang and the others as if hesitating. Eventually, it waved its wings, two words appeared in the air—Danger!
