“I can see that. This guy's wounds haven't healed yet, and he doesn't think he can win. He kept testing us, and seeing that we were breaking through one after another, he didn't dare to make a move rashly. It seems that he is stalling for time…” Wan’er observed coldly and also used the unique ventriloquism between the two of them to communicate at close range.

“I think I understand, Wan’er. He’s waiting for midnight, the moment of transition between the old and new years, which is the perfect time for him…” Mercury nodded secretly. “Wan’er, there are still three hours until midnight…”

"Okay." Wan'er nodded to him.

“I know what you’re thinking. Sure, you have three hours left, but, hahaha…” The Thousand Buddhas laughed repeatedly, seemingly already harboring murderous intent.

He waved his sleeves, and a series of "poof!" sounds were heard. Then, more than a dozen torches appeared on the walls around him, their flames flickering and illuminating the cave instantly.

Before me were crisscrossing paths, and beside the paths were stones of all sizes and stalactites of varying shapes and sizes.

Inside the cave, occasionally a few giant bats or long black snakes would appear, either coiled on various rocks or hidden in the grass, seemingly quite carefree and at ease.

Wan'er stared intently and discovered that the cave in the back mountain wasn't large, but it was filled with black smoke and had a very strong malevolent aura. The entire cave was filled with a foul, fishy smell, various ghostly cries, and flickering green lights.

"Demon King, don't you think this kind of scene setup seems to have no effect on us..." Wan'er said, suddenly raising her hand and activating her spiritual power. Petals flew out and drifted in the air.

All the ghostly sounds vanished in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

The coiled black snake vanished instantly, and the lamplight hanging on the wall stopped flickering.

The malevolent aura hadn't disappeared, and now, overlapping shadows appeared in the cave. Was it an illusion? Wan'er closed her eyes. No, there was a sound hidden within, a noisy sound, like countless ghosts wandering around...

Wan'er sniffed, remaining calm and observing secretly, but for a moment she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"The Holy Maiden truly lives up to her name; her skills are improving day by day." His tone was high, his imposing manner undiminished. However, seeing Wan'er's performance, Qianfo was somewhat shocked.

This doesn't make sense. According to the scouts, she was severely injured, but her current state is really puzzling. Could it just be an illusion?

Things have come to this point, there is no turning back. Besides, no matter how skilled she is, she can't escape the influence of fate and circumstances.

Fortune favors the bold, and this is just the beginning. Thousand Buddhas, Thousand Buddhas, do not lose your composure.

Your design is perfect; with her limited skills, she won't last long.

Looking at this thousand-Buddha, although he appeared calm, his steps were clearly somewhat unsteady at this moment.

He's trying to stall for time, but I can't wait. I might as well try to trick him. With that thought, Wan'er nodded to herself.

“Demon King, you lured us here, and now it seems nothing has happened. Your cave is nothing special. If I can come, I can leave too. Sigh!” Wan’er sighed, shook her head, turned around, and looked around. “I don’t think you have any real skills. You’re just showing off. I’ve heard you were defeated by my mother. Even if I fought you, you would definitely be no match for me. What a waste of time.”