The next moment, the once calm sea of ​​consciousness was instantly shrouded in dark clouds, with storm clouds sweeping in and a tempest brewing.

"Isn't this your sea of ​​consciousness? How dare she stir up trouble here?"

Watching the girl in the purple dress opposite him transform into a shower of light and shadow and disappear into his sea of ​​consciousness, Shen Yunhao's expression was extremely solemn: "What exactly does she want to do?"

Faced with this scene, Qing Teng shook his head in confusion.

Mo Yan's mocking voice echoed throughout the world: "A flower grown in a greenhouse, a fool who knows nothing, do you have the right to speak of right and wrong? Since you were born because of me, you should also taste the pain and despair I have experienced over the past few hundred years!"

"I wonder if you'll still be able to spout these ridiculous words with such high-sounding dignity when the time comes!"

Immediately afterwards, a huge wave suddenly surged in his sea of ​​consciousness, sweeping towards the green vines below!

"Holy crap, is this for real?!"

Shen Yunhao grabbed Qing Teng and tried to run, but when he actually touched her, he found that the girl had already covered her head, her brows were tightly furrowed, showing extreme pain.

"Green vine! Green vine!"

"Hahahaha!" Mo Yan's arrogant laughter rang out again: "This is her sea of ​​consciousness. These storms can't harm you, but for her, it's useless to escape anywhere!"

Shen Yunhao's face was full of anger: "This is clearly her sea of ​​consciousness, so why are you able to cause her pain here?"

"I inflict pain?"

As if she had heard something utterly ridiculous, Mo Yan's voice became frantic: "My dear Yun Hao... have you forgotten that I am her! She is me! All of this is pain that I experienced and that she should have to endure. I'm just releasing it from my memory, what's wrong with that?"

"..."

"If you can't take it, then get out of here and be your good boy/girl! Let me take charge of everything! Don't worry, I'll keep your Yunhao brother here... Hahahaha!"

Overwhelmed with pain, Qing Teng collapsed to his knees, yet his expression remained resolute: "I... will never... let you hurt my... friends... and my people!"

"Alright, alright! I'd like to see how long you can last!"

Seeing all this, Shen Yunhao was extremely anxious.

"Qing Teng! You must hold on! No matter what, you still have me!"

"What good are you!" Mo Yan sneered. "A mere Copper Skin Realm cultivator, your soul power is so fragile it's practically nonexistent. If I didn't want to kill you, you would have vanished long ago. Would you still have the chance to spout nonsense here?"

Faced with Mo Yan's merciless sarcasm, Shen Yunhao responded with a cold laugh: "Soul power is your understanding, but in my opinion, as long as the heart is strong enough, one is not afraid of pain! In this respect... you are not as good as Qing Teng!"

"Arrogant!"

Mo Yan was provoked once again: "You're very powerful, aren't you? Just wait until I peel off that little bitch's dragon skin, pull out her dragon tendons, and gouge out her dragon bones right in front of you, then I'll use them to make soup and see if you're still so powerful!"

Zhuli: "???"

Who the hell did I offend?

Shen Yunhao grinned: "No need, you'll see how powerful I am in a moment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, a trident suddenly appeared in his left hand, and he pointed with his right hand, shouting, "I'm here to help you!"

After saying that, he hugged Qing Teng, who was suffering in pain.

Then, a look of pain appeared on Shen Yunhao's face, but after being hugged like that, the turmoil in his sea of ​​consciousness did indeed become much smaller.

He was trying to share Qing Teng's pain!

The monsters in the sky were dumbfounded.

"No? This is my sea of ​​consciousness. Where did you conjure this trident from? Is that supposed to be imposing?"

"That's a clever idea! But... I'd like to see just how strong a little brat's heart can be!"

The next moment, Shen Yunhao collapsed to the ground, clutching his head and yelling, "Oh my god!"

"..."

Mo Yan looked disdainful... Is that all?

However, as she looked at it, her expression grew increasingly serious.

Because Shen Yunhao's soul body was emitting threads from its forehead, connecting to this sea of ​​consciousness.

"This is...this kid reading my memories?"

The girl in the purple dress reappeared on the lake's surface, frowned, and walked up to Shen Yunhao.

She extracted the pain and inflicted it on the two of them, but unexpectedly, Shen Yunhao was able to follow the clues and find the source of the pain... her memories!

It has to be said, this kid really does have some talent.

She uses her own pain to torment others, but that doesn't mean she's willing to let others know about her past...

"What should we do? Kill him?"

She wasn't exaggerating; Shen Yunhao's soul was extremely fragile, and she could erase it with a flick of her wrist.

However, for many reasons, she did not want to kill Shen Yunhao.

At this moment, she noticed the fine lines on Shen Yunhao's forehead, and her heart stirred slightly.

"Tsk tsk... Brother Yunhao, I can't let you see it for free, I have to see it back too!"

As she spoke, the girl transformed into a beam of light, flying towards Shen Yunhao's forehead and merging into the silk threads...

...

Outside, Zhu Li's expression was rather unpleasant.

The appearance of Mo Yan did indeed bring about a turning point in the situation, and it also made Bai Yang and the other traitors of Lingyou Valley pay the price...

However, in the end, it couldn't change the final outcome.

The Poison Jade Demon is a true expert of the Spirit Void Realm, much stronger than the demonic sect members who hunted her down on the shores of the North Sea. She is definitely not someone she can contend with!

Just as she was about to fight to the death to at least ensure that the Heart of the Vast Ocean did not fall into the hands of the Demonic Sect, a tiger's roar suddenly came from the depths of the mountains and forests.

The sound was so loud that it instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Du Yu frowned and looked south!

A burly man flew in from afar and arrived above Qingzhu Fort in an instant.

"Hahaha, this place is so lively, how could I, the king, be absent!"

"Wild Tiger King?"

At this moment, among the Lingyou Valley people who were carrying the unconscious Shu Wuxin down from the bamboo fortress to treat him, the girl Lüzhu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when she saw the newcomer.

As a native demon of the Cangmang Mountains, she naturally recognized the Wild Tiger King. Like their Valley Master, he was one of the demon kings on the outskirts of the mountains. They usually had little contact, but she never expected him to suddenly appear now.

The appearance of the Wild Tiger King caused the Poison Prince Teng Kui on the carriage to turn grim, and he went straight to the point, threatening, "Does the Tiger King intend to make an enemy of my Ten Thousand Poisons Sect?"

"Hahaha, Young Master Poison, please don't misunderstand. On the contrary, I've come here to cooperate with your Ten Thousand Poisons Sect!"

"Cooperation?" Teng Kui sneered: "Just say what you want. I'm not going to waste my time with you!"

"Giggle..."

However, at that moment, a light and charming girl's laughter suddenly rang out; "Brother Teng has quite a temper. I came here to lend you a hand, how could I dare to make any demands?"