Chilong's eyes turned cold, and he stepped forward to approach the giant elephant statue.

Xiao Yi stopped him with his arm and said in a cold voice, "The Baima people are meditating, so don't bother them."

"Let's go."

"This is obviously not what you want."

Chilong nodded.

The two of them continued walking.

Another ten minutes later.

In front of the two of them, a man from the Black Meng clan sat cross-legged and meditated with his eyes closed.

In front of the Black Meng Master, there is also a statue of a giant elephant.

The statue is the same foot tall but as big as a palm.

However, this statue is completely black, so black that it shines brightly.

Inside the statue, it is inexplicably transparent, as if there are strips of water like an ink river flowing through it.
Chapter completed!