Mercury, holding the little black dog, had no choice but to take a few steps back.

"Send them back, and Mo Tian will come to save me..." Wan'er's face remained expressionless, but her heart was surging with emotion. She was subtly urging Mercury to leave quickly and take Mo Tian with her...

“Okay,” Mercury nodded with tears in her eyes, then whispered a reminder, “You have to hold on, don’t, promise him.”

“I know,” Wan’er nodded.

"You fools!" Thousand Buddha chuckled inwardly—did you think I was waiting to capture you? Hmph! How laughable that you are unaware of the true meaning. Once the time of transition arrives, her spiritual power will weaken, and her mind will be most easily manipulated. At that time, she will surely be convinced and willingly agree to become my Everlasting Elixir…

"Whoosh!" With a flick of his sleeve, Qianfo opened the iron gate of the cage, and supported by several dark clouds, the people inside slowly rose from the gate...

September and Su Li were in front, and Mo Tian was behind. The three of them slowly rose up, but upon closer inspection, Mo Tian's reaction was somewhat sluggish, as if his soul was not present.

At this moment, no one noticed that a white bead was faintly appearing on Su Li's body, hanging on her left sleeve...

No, I don't want to go! A sliver of consciousness appeared in Mo Tian's mind, but with his five senses incomplete and the Soul-Locking Bell still around his neck, he was unable to control himself for the time being.

The cat and the two people landed on the ground not far from Wan'er, and sat weakly on an open space.

"Mo Tian!" Wan'er was anxious and rushed forward, reaching out to hug Mo Tian. But when her fingers reached his body, a bell vanished in an instant, and her fingers passed right through him, as if she were embracing nothing but air. "How could this be?"

Wan'er was taken aback, took a step back, and looked at Mo Tian. His body was clearly right in front of her.

"Because the Soul-Locking Bell is still there." Demon King Thousand Buddha sneered.

"Demon King, shouldn't the Soul-Locking Bell on his body be removed?" Wan'er turned to look at the Demon King, her eyes filled with fierce determination.

"The time is not yet ripe, and I cannot remove it. However, I have already tied a wisp of Qi to the Soul-Locking Bell. When the time comes, it will naturally return to me upon my summons."

"What a treacherous demon king," Mercury cursed inwardly. This was clearly an excuse to blackmail Wan'er. This situation made Mercury even more worried about Wan'er, but he couldn't disobey her orders. "Perhaps, when I go out, I'll leave my scent along the way. Once I've seen them out, that will be fine..."

"Well, aren't you coming in yet?" Seeing that Wan'er was still looking at them, Qianfo raised his sleeves, stretched out a pair of black claws, and spun them diagonally forward. With a "poof poof poof!" sound, countless black threads stretched out towards Wan'er and wrapped around her body, who had no intention of resisting.

A moment later, Wan'er's hands were bound behind her back, and her body was tightly bound with strands of silk thread.

Qianfo raised his arms, grabbed Wan'er's body, and slowly lifted her up, throwing her into the iron cage. After Wan'er landed in the cage, there was a loud "clang!" and the standing iron door flipped over and slammed shut...

"Wan'er!" Seeing Wan'er locked in the cage, Shui Xing shouted with red eyes. She couldn't control herself and wanted to turn around and rush forward...

"Stop! Please take them back, Uncle!" Wan'er shouted sharply, tears welling in her eyes. Mercury could only shake his head, take two steps back, glance at the person slumped on the ground covered in blood beside him, and the little black dog in his arms, and finally gritted his teeth, shouting, "Go!"