"Hiss..." The Celestial Cyan Porcelain gave a faint dragon's hum, and effortlessly slipped into the Jiangshan Map.
Seeing the Great Demon Saint being so understanding, Du Yu also breathed a sigh of relief. He once again summoned the Mountain and Sea Bell, and the master and disciple duo vanished in a flash.
Upon returning to the Mountain Realm, the scene before them took Du Yu by surprise.
The Jia Rong Grass, with its deep red leaves, had woven numerous Grass Leaf Cocoons.
Despite the rolling thunder above the dark clouds, the duo could hear the crackling and snapping sounds from within the Grass Leaf Cocoons.
Besides, many single blades of grass wrapped around shattered bones, preventing them from slipping away.
"Master." A deep red leaf approached him, "Is this a weapon?"
"Yes, a bone scythe, Holy Grade!" Du Yu plucked two Jia Rong Grass Fruits and handed them to Master Qing.
