My heart skipped a beat.

Song Tingwan clutched her chest, her face turning cold.

Is the Demon Lord waiting for the Cloud Hidden Clan to arrive outside the barrier?

Is the immortal bone he wants being delivered to his doorstep?

He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and even the reason why the Demon Lord did not take action seemed so reasonable and well-founded.

No wonder the evil spirits and demons didn't launch a full-scale attack on the Cloud Hidden Clan; they never intended it to be that complicated.

The Cloud Hidden Clan is wholeheartedly devoted to righteousness. If the death of an entire city helps the Demon Lord increase his strength, the outside world will also face widespread suffering.

The best way is to stop and kill the demon before he makes a move.

Song Tingwan suddenly looked towards the direction of the city gate at the top of the cloud palace, hoping that her people would not do as the Demon Lord wished.

But... with a crisis looming, how could the Cloud Village Clan stand idly by?

Unless someone finds an opportunity to break the barrier before they voluntarily sacrifice their bodies to become bone swords.

Song Tingwan's face darkened. Leaving the city meant certain death, and the Demon Lord's domain barrier was even more indestructible.

Where else can we find a breakthrough?

Suddenly.

Suddenly, she remembered the mutated Linxu Fairy Flower.

Those tentacles are disgusting.

But it is ubiquitous.

It's another extremely rare mutation of the fairy flower...

Let me try it.

Song Tingwan stormed out of the door, while Song Siyao, who was leaning against the wall with his sword at the door, looked at her in confusion.

"Isn't it alchemy? Why...?"

Song Tingwan shook her head and handed the jade box containing the Linxu Immortal Flower to her younger sister.

“This is the mutated Linxu Immortal Flower. Take it and give it to Wu Ling so that he and Qin Xi can try it out.”

With the ghostly aura, I'm no longer afraid of those fierce and terrifying tentacles.

Song Siyao accepted it solemnly, said "okay" and quickly left.

After walking a few steps, she turned back and pulled her older sister towards the courtyard where Wu Ling's family was.

“I said I couldn’t leave my sister’s side, let’s go together.”

As he spoke, seeing Song Tingwan's pale face, he didn't let her move and flew away on his sword in the courtyard.

She was worried about her older sister leaving her sight when there was danger in the shadows.

Song Tingwan was stunned for a moment, then helplessly stepped on the light to steady herself.

The ribbon behind her fluttered briefly before obediently wrapping itself around its owner's hair.

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The next day.

Inside the mansion, the two Song sisters were playing chess with deep concentration, while fruits and pastries were beside them.

The three people and the ghost were busy jumping around.

"Ugh, this flower is disgusting, waaaaah—" The black dragon screamed as it dodged the fluorescent yellow tentacles, letting out a dragon roar as it fled quickly.

Wanqiji dodged through the air with his sword.

Behind the knife, Qin Xi, who was hiding with her eyes covered, was his tall figure.

They flew higher and higher until the flower could no longer sense their presence, at which point they stopped reaching out towards them.

And in their ears, three wisps of ghostly energy whispered resentfully, "You've really escaped far away."

Let it, a ghost cultivator, face countless dense tentacles.

Even ghosts would feel their scalp tingle.

Although... he doesn't have that thing now.

Qin Xi was startled and secretly opened one eye. After not seeing the terrifying and disgusting furry tentacles, she comforted Wu Ling with some embarrassment.

"The capable should do more, haha—"

She gave a dry laugh.

Anyone who comes into contact with this stuff will want to throw up.

However, the ghost cultivator couldn't spit it out, hehe.

"Hey Wu Ling, no one but you can do this job! Good brother! Hang in there! Once we find a way out, we can get rid of this thing."

The black dragon opened and closed its mouth, but honestly hid in the farthest place.

The ghostly aura intensified, its chaotic state revealing Wu Ling's inner turmoil.

"Who's your brother?"

Feeling so irritable and disgusted, even someone as good-tempered as Wu Ling couldn't help but snap at people.

Baili Xijiang sighed twice, still arguing his point. Wanqiji looked at the black amidst the fluorescent yellow with sympathy, "You've worked hard."

The ghostly aura beside him rubbed his head and slowly dissipated.

At least there's still a normal person here.

Inside the residence of Chen Zhuochuan.

Between the two sisters, Song Siyao lost again.

You seem distracted.

Song Tingwan sighed and put down the jade chess piece in her hand.

Upon hearing this, the girl in the tight-fitting clothes opposite her raised her eyes, opened her mouth, but remained silent for a long time.

Song Tingwan smiled and asked, "What's wrong? What's troubling you, Ayao?"

Look how tightly furrowed his brow.

"Sister, aren't you worried?"

None of them could withstand the tribulation period.

Within the city, only the Heavenly Venerable Yun, a Transcending Tribulation stage cultivator, was facing an opponent that his elder sister had described as potentially being a demon.

In the realm of demons, it is difficult to break through the barrier even with the same strength.

Moreover, Venerable Yun is not as strong as his opponent.

Aren't you afraid they'll all die here?

Her clear, bright eyes revealed the girl's thoughts perfectly.

Song Tingwan smiled.

"I am a pill cultivator, and apart from preparing the pills, there's nothing else I can do to help."

All she could do was rack her brains and try to come up with ways to communicate with the outside world.

If all is useless.

At worst, I'll just die.

So for the past two days, she has been playing chess and chatting with Ayao, because... there are many indescribable feelings of reluctance to part.

"Sister, you're hiding something again." Song Siyao sighed inwardly, displeased.

Feeling down.

I felt uneasy again.

Song Tingwan rested her chin on her hand, her eyes crinkling as she looked at her sister: "I'm just worried. What if neither of us can get out?"

"In my opinion, we should first gather the power of all the cultivators in the city and give it a try. At the same time, we should also get all the Tribulation Transcending experts outside to exert their power. What is indestructible?"

Song Siyao said earnestly.

In the face of absolute power, nothing is a problem.

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