Chapter 274 Using her apprentice as a bargaining chip?
Taking advantage of the opening of the entrance to the God-Slaying Abyss barrier.
Yu Yan turned around and went inside, completely ignoring Mo Wuji's words.
trade?
Is she using her apprentice as a bargaining chip?
He's far too audacious.
...
Outside the barrier, Mo Wuji's face was ashen.
He glared angrily at Tu Shenyuan, the demonic markings on his face rising and spreading.
Since he became the number one protector of the Demon Realm, no one has ever ignored him like this on the Demon Realm's territory!
Even Lou Qinghan rarely gave him a hard time without reason, only because she needed his help.
Yes, in Mo Wuji's eyes, the former Demon Lord was an extremely lazy person. Lou Qinghan was too lazy to manage affairs, and the former Demon Lord had almost all the major and minor matters of the Demon Palace left to him, except for major decisions.
It's only because Lou Qinghan is strong enough that he doesn't dare to rebel!
Mo Wuji pursed his lips. This person was just taking advantage of his higher cultivation level to exploit him...
As expected of the people Lou Qinghan associates with, they're all the same.
Mo Wuji glanced at the barrier with resentment and let out a soft snort.
The Abyss of Godslayers is the place with the densest demonic energy in the entire Demon Realm.
Moreover, the unfathomable walls of the abyss are inscribed with countless supreme demonic techniques from over millennia.
Of course, Yu Yan didn't value these cultivation techniques.
No matter how top-tier a demonic cultivation technique is, if it's not the Record of Ten Thousand Demons' Primordial Chaos, its cultivation will inevitably be tainted with negative karma to some extent.
As everyone knows, the reason why demonic cultivators find it difficult to pass the tribulation of lightning is simply because their karmic debts are hard to cleanse, and they cannot escape the punishment of the purple lightning.
Yu Yan opened the barrier. The Slaughtering God Abyss was indeed worthy of its name; the density of demonic energy here made even her feel uncomfortable.
Feng Su was the exact opposite of her.
The moment Yu Yan carried him into the barrier, he began to tremble.
It wasn't because of aversion to demonic energy like Yu Yan, but rather the instinctive excitement that this half-demon body felt when surrounded by a high concentration of demonic energy.
Feng Su gritted her teeth to avoid making any strange noises due to excessive comfort.
Yu Yan carried Tuanzi as she descended towards the bottom of the abyss.
We stopped as we passed a wide platform that jutted out from the wall of the abyss.
The clouds of calamity rolled across the horizon, and Yu Yan had no choice but to put the boy down.
Feng Su has not yet cultivated any demonic techniques, and his tribulation lightning is roughly the same as that of immortal cultivation tribulation.
only……
Yu Yan glanced down at Tuanzi, who had just landed and was already sitting cross-legged, preparing to undergo her tribulation.
Can this tiny body really withstand the tribulation of the demonic infant?
As if sensing Yu Yan's worry, Feng Su looked up at her.
The woman was surrounded by an invisible barrier, but Feng Su knew exactly where the barrier's boundaries were.
The barrier separated him from his master, though it was not apparent on the surface.
Feng Su suppressed the gloom in his heart and smiled at Yu Yan.
"Is Master worried about me?"
Yu Yan glanced at him, "Nonsense."
Feng Su smiled, her little face looking soft and cuddly, much cuter than when she first picked him up.
Yu Yan flicked her fingers in the air.
"Master, don't worry. I had already prepared the Nascent Soul for the tribulation, so it's the same if I use the Demonic Infant now."
These words seemed to genuinely comfort Yu Yan; she raised the corners of her eyes slightly and took two steps back.
Since Feng Su said he was ready, then he must be ready.
The protagonist doesn't lie, especially when it comes to strength.
Yu Yan's eyebrows relaxed, and her beautiful features unconsciously showed a hint of anticipation.
Sensing his master's attention, Feng Su's heart skipped a beat.
He clenched his fists tightly on his knees, occasionally glancing up at the lingering, ominous clouds on the horizon.
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