"Father, I won't leave! As long as the four of us demon kings unite, we will definitely escape and run far away to the White Dragon City you mentioned!"
"The true form of the Withered Vine Demon King is in the hands of the Cold Wutong Palace and has already joined them. The Mirage King has been hiding in hiding and will certainly not help us if there is danger. As for you, you have just advanced and your strength is limited. I also have restrictions within my body..."
After this analysis, it turned out that the monsters had absolutely no hope.
“My child, I have lived for three thousand years, and the one thing I can’t let go of in my heart is you, followed by the clansmen in this Spirit-Raising Mountain. After I send you away today, I will completely destroy the restrictions here. If you achieve success in your cultivation in the future, come back and take a handful of soil to offer as a sacrifice to my soul in front of the mountains and rivers.”
"Father!" Lu Fei knelt on the ground.
"Qingzhu, Baiguan, you escort the young master to the east to break through the encirclement. Xiongtie, Hucheng, come with me to the core of the formation." The White Deer King quickly ordered the group of demonic beasts in the cave.
The White Deer King had been planning this for a long time, and everything was arranged. Upon receiving the order, the group of demon beasts acted swiftly.
Within Feng Luo's sea of soul.
"It'll be too late if you don't decide soon!" the mirage demon stamped its foot.
Women are like dead pigs, unafraid of boiling water. Feng Luo remained silent and unyielding, making it impossible to seduce her. It's truly baffling what these two women, one big and one small, are thinking!
The woman finally spoke: "It's your body, you decide."
Given the current situation, the woman knows her chances of reclaiming the body are slim, so she no longer cares. But secretly, she doesn't want the monster to leave; she thinks it would bring about very interesting changes.
Feng Luo looked at the woman who had sunk into the water and was about to speak when the monster opposite him suddenly crouched down, and pale green ghost fire ignited from the top of his head, gradually enveloping his entire body.
He screamed in agony in the fire, his soul weakening.
"Is this the restriction he mentioned, one that directly affects the soul?" The woman in the water resurfaced, looking at the monster rolling on the ground.
As golden rain poured down from above, the mirage demon gained a brief respite, using the opportunity to stabilize its soul and escape the burning effects of the restriction.
"The people from Hanwu Palace have already discovered the anomaly here. We must leave immediately." He said breathlessly, "I will lend you my power. You take out my inner core and stomach pouch."
Feng Luo regained consciousness beside the monster, looking at the huge, sticky, and slippery monster with a blank expression.
"A little below the middle of the body, yes, right here, insert your hand inside, there's a round bead the size of a longan inside, take it out." The mirage demon directed Feng Luo's actions in her soul.
The woman on the water felt a chill run down her spine. She couldn't do this. She had really underestimated Feng Luo. She had always thought Feng Luo was a mentally challenged person with a blank expression, but she never expected her to have such a cold-blooded side.
The mirage demon continued to instruct: "And there's the stomach pouch; many of the treasures I've collected are hidden there. Cut it horizontally, not like that, try a different angle..."
Under the command of the mirage demon, Feng Luo finally removed his stomach.
"Ugh, you old monster, what do you usually eat? It stinks!" the woman said, covering her nose in disgust.
"I have many precious materials on me, but time is too tight to take them all with me." The mirage demon admired Feng Luo quite a bit; she was only a teenager, yet her hands were very steady.
The woman knew that Feng Luo would help process the fish when Grandma caught them in the net. Although this mirage demon was large, in Feng Luo's eyes, it was probably just a slightly larger fish. However, the mirage demon was quite cunning, treating its own body as a treasure trove of materials!
"I wonder if the meat will taste good?" the woman suddenly wondered.
The mirage demon glanced at her. Although he could calmly decompose his own corpse, eating it was out of the question—well, probably out of the question…
"Alright, let's go quickly."
"No, if we don't clean up this crime scene, it'll be troublesome if they find any clues." The woman's mind was filled with images of crime scenes from movies, examining various traces. "We don't need two suns here. Send one out and burn the body."
The woman said to the mirage demon, "She doesn't know how, you need to think of something quickly!"
"Give me control of your body," the mirage demon demanded.
The woman looked him up and down and said, "Feng Luo, trust him this time. I think if we can get him under control, we have a better chance of escaping."
Feng Luo returned to the Divine Soul Space and said to the Mirage Demon, "Swear an oath."
Helpless, the mirage demon could only swear an oath to its inner demon. Afterward, the woman sank into the water, while Feng Luo floated in the air, and the mirage demon took control of her body.
With blood on its skin, the mirage demon drew a formation and activated it using the spiritual power from its inner core. Red flames licked the mirage demon's body. It glanced at it, then turned and ran out of the cave.
Outside the cave, Huanling Mountain had been turned into a battlefield.
Dark clouds rolled across the sky, and the tribulation lightning of an eighth-tier demonic beast raged across the heavens. Thick bolts of purple lightning streaked through the clouds, striking trees or running demonic beasts from time to time. The powerful magic had caused three nearby mountains to collapse, creating huge ravines that cut the river in half. Countless bones were scattered across the earth, and the surrounding scene was nothing short of apocalyptic.
High-level demonic beasts and cultivators were locked in a fierce battle, while low-level demonic beasts fled in all directions.
Feng Luo's small, thin figure moved through the mountains and forests like a fragile reed, ready to break at any moment.
The woman surfaced and looked at the little girl in the air, saying, "If it weren't for him, the two of us might not have been able to escape."
"If it weren't for you, I would have already left."
"That's not necessarily true. If I hadn't caught that white antelope, all those people in Donggang Village might have died."
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