Thus, the Taoist Field was established.
The only concern now was the possibility of unexpected changes midway.
Hence, both the Ice Daoist and Wang Ba had raised their full alertness at this moment.
In this tense anticipation.
Wang Ba and the Ice Daoist simultaneously stiffened their expressions, looking toward the fissure in the Realm Membrane that was gradually closing but had suddenly begun to stir.
"It's here!"
A spherical entity silently squeezed through the crack, then abruptly unfolded its wings and fluttered into the air. It was a bizarre bird, resembling a bat but with a face twisted like a Mountain Goblin.
"Class V, early-stage... I'll handle this."
The Ice Daoist scanned it with his eyes and felt a subtle sense of relief. As the grotesque bird flapped toward him, dozens of ice pillars suddenly rose from below, directly blocking its path, with sharp icicles piercing through its body!
