Outside Yangze, as the talisman burned, time passed and the light in the formation went out.
Xu Jianxin, who was in the center of the formation, looked at the entrance to the underworld that closed in an instant. He gritted his teeth and pounded the ground hard with both hands.
Now there was no one to accompany him back to Yuntian Mountain to become a disciple.
In the dark underworld, the brilliant band of light from the tail feathers gradually dimmed, and turned into a Garuda with its wings spread out, ready to fly, and disappeared into the back of Oliver's neck.
Because there was no longer the suppression of the dragon power seal, the Garuda mark on the back of Oliver's neck was glowing green, and at first glance, it looked like it was still slowly flapping its wings.
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