Punishing the Winged Lion

Not paying any attention to the large number of Nascent Soul Realm demon beasts who were still alive and currently looking towards him filled with happiness at his return, Xuan Hao placed his two disciples back on the ground before turning around and going back through the thin barrier separating his old pavilion from the mystic realm.

Whoosh~

And soon, he found himself back inside of the mystic realm. The guardian formation that had blocked him before was now doing nothing to stop him from entering the mystic realm.

"The robe that the elder from the Mirage Sect gave me actually allows me to enter the mystic realm even with a cultivation base above the normal level allowed by the formation!" As a surprised expression flashed across his face as he muttered this to himself back inside the mystic realm, Xuan Hao could not help wondering what else the robe could do.