That person was tall and sturdy, looking like an iron pagoda. Not a single hair grew on his head. Even though he was standing in a mountain forest, his head was like a shining full moon.

“Gu Yang!”

Long Chen smiled. He now ran into another familiar face other than Guo Ran.

He was gratified to see that Gu Yang was now emitting a powerful aura. A kind of Dao charm seemed to circulate around him.

Hehe, this little fellow’s not bad. He’s become a Favored.

That aura coming from Gu Yang’s body was unmistakable. However, Long Chen didn’t know just whose Dao-mark he had seized.

But Long Chen was happy to see that Gu Yang was now holding a golden spear, the same golden spear that had been taken from him by that fellow from the thirty-sixth monastery.

Currently, Gu Yang was hiding in the distance, looking in Long Chen’s direction with horror.

The Barbaric Wind Beast’s pressure made him feel like he couldn’t even move, and a cold chill reached deep into his bones. That man and white-colored wolf running ahead of it looked to be almost herding a large group of third to fourth rank Magical Beasts, scaring him witless.

Looking at that snow-white beast, Gu Yang naturally...