"Master, it's getting windy."

Standing beside the Purple Flame Pool, Xiang Wan reached out and tugged at Feng Jiutian's sleeve, silently calculating how far the group of people delivering spiritual energy would have to reach the vicinity of the Demon Abyss.

"This wind seems a bit unusual."

Feng Jiutian's expression was solemn. He remembered that he seemed to have encountered a similar wind before he was sucked into the Demon Abyss.

“Master, before I met you, I always thought this would be where I would live my whole life, carefree and living a muddled existence. But now, I long to see the land that gave me birth and nurtured me, to hear the birdsong and fragrant flowers you describe, to see the local customs and traditions you tell me about, and to meet the fellow disciples and sect you speak of. The time I have spent with you feels like a lifetime. I am very content.”

Looking at Xiang Wan smiling as she said those words, Feng Jiutian suddenly felt a pang of pain in his heart.

The outside world is unlike the Abyss, a place rife with intrigue and deceit. Even his feelings for her were never entirely innocent from the start. He only wanted to use her. Why would someone born in the Abyss possess such a pure and sincere heart?

Feng Jiutian took a deep breath, closed his eyes to suppress the slight unease in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Ziyan, things are different outside than here. After we go out, don't trust anyone except me. You are so innocent and kind, I'm afraid you will be deceived."

Have you been fooled? The real big swindler is right in front of you!

Xiang Wan smiled and nodded, silently taking off her robe and solemnly handing it to Feng Jiutian.

"Master, I promise I'll let you get out of here."

I also want to see what weight she holds in your heart, Feng Jiutian, after all this effort.

The wind gradually picked up, and Xiang Wan had already reached the Purple Flame Pool. She dug a pit with her hands and quietly watched the essence of the Purple Flame rotate in the center of the array.

She originated from the formation, allowing her to come and go as she pleased. She absolutely had to obtain the Essence of Purple Flame; now, she was simply waiting for the right opportunity.

"Elder Qiaoyin, we've been searching for most of the day and haven't found anything. Why don't we take a break?"

Following Qiaoyin tirelessly without being able to use their spiritual power, they were both thirsty and exhausted. Even someone made of iron would find it unbearable. Besides, all their belongings were in their storage bags; without spiritual power, how could they get water?

"We can't rest. There are traces left by puppets ahead. Let's quicken our pace, retrieve the items, and then turn back."

Qiaoyin's expression turned serious. According to her deduction, all the puppets she released went to one place, which was very unusual.

She had planned a search route for the puppet beforehand, but it wasn't following her intended path. If it wasn't intentional, it could be a serious problem. Judging by appearances, it seemed to be heading towards where the demons disposed of corpses. Could something there have attracted the puppet there?

Qiaoyin kept walking, so the others dared not slack off and continued to move forward.

Closer, even closer.

The sun had been hidden by the yellow sand that filled the sky, and the group, led by Qiaoyin, had unknowingly fallen into a large dome that was ten miles in circumference.

When the wind rose, it bypassed the area, and since the group could not release their divine senses, all they could see was a gentle breeze. By the time the sun was completely out of sight, a storm had already formed, but they could not feel it where they were.

"What's going on? I feel like my spiritual energy is decreasing."

"Me too!"

"I don't know when it happened, but most of my spiritual power has already been lost. Now, I have less than 10% of my spiritual power left."

"This is too weird, let's get out of here!"

"No, there's a barrier of sand and wind outside. We can't use our spiritual power. If we rush in, we'll probably be crushed to pieces if we take even one step out."

"Look, what's that!"

Someone saw something that looked like a piece of wood.

Qiaoyin leaped forward, and after seeing clearly, she couldn't help but fly into a rage.

"Which bastard did this! Not only did he dismantle my puppet, but he also crushed it! He must have a death wish! If I find out who did this, I'll tear him to pieces!"

It turned out that the puppets had been completely dismantled from head to toe, and the spirit stones that had been installed in various places had long since turned into a pile of powder, mixed with the sand and gravel underfoot.

The storm gradually intensified, its howling sharp and piercing. Even the demons, who had experience delivering corpses several times, had never seen such a scene before.

"Ah~ my spiritual power! All my spiritual power is gone!"

"Who is stealing our spiritual power?"

"This is too bizarre. Will they tear us apart like puppets?"

"What are you afraid of? If he dares to come, I'll tear him apart!"

Qiaoyin's face was extremely pale, because most of her spiritual power had also disappeared.

The Abyss of Demons.

Purple Flame Pool.

Xiang Wan stood up, smiled at Feng Jiutian, and said softly, "Master, are you ready? I'm going to break the formation. If you can't fly up, come down, and I'll find you another chance."

If Feng Jiutian were to betray Xiang Wan, who was so devoted to him, he would likely be consumed by his inner demons even before he could undergo his tribulation. But what could he do? The original owner of this body still wanted to learn about his past life through him; it was just too damn frustrating.

"Quickly find somewhere to hide, the air here feels off."

As soon as Qiaoyin finished speaking, a suction force came from the Abyss, and everyone immediately lay prostrate on the ground. Those who could grab onto the rocks clung on desperately. Those who couldn't hold onto the rocks used whatever they had on them to try and stabilize themselves.

The flames of the purple flames intensified, and when they reached a certain level, Xiang Wan swiftly grabbed the essence of the purple flames and swallowed it in the blink of an eye.

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