A moment later, Han Zhan's voice sounded in his mind. "I haven't found any other Sages, but..."

Luo Chen had just begun to relax when his heart tightened again. "But what?"

"Something's about to happen. Stay alert."

"Hm?" Just as Luo Chen was about to ask for more details, a deafening dragon roar echoed from the distance.

"Look!" Devil's Cloud shouted in alarm as he pointed toward the sky.

Luo Chen looked in the direction he was indicating and saw the dragon phantom within the clouds struggling frantically, as though it were trying to break free from some invisible restraint. At the same time, the white banner below began shaking uncontrollably, showing signs of failing. Yet Wu Qi and the others appeared completely unruffled. Eagle Devil and Hundred-Faced Fiend simply took out the rhombus-shaped yellow crystals from their storage pouches, crushed them, and fed them into the banner. As more crystals poured into it, the violent shaking gradually subsided, and the banner slowly stabilized once more.

The moment Devil's Cloud saw those crystals, he gave Luo Chen a meaningful glance. The Flesh Ganoderma was far more direct. "Fellow Daoist, weren't you collecting those crystals...