As dawn broke, the rain still hadn’t stopped. Heavy dark clouds pressed down on the sky, making the world dim. Although they had managed to shield themselves from the rain, being submerged in the water for hours had left them soaked. Lan Wu managed better, but after being submerged for hours, Ji Lingyue gradually began to shiver. Her spiritual energy…
The sound of rain pattered softly as Lan Wu pushed aside the damp leaves in front of her. As she looked up, she spotted two lifeless bodies lying on the ground not far away. She paused, looking back at Ji Lingyue, who was walking two steps behind her, a small jellyfish floating over her head, shielding her from the drizzle….
The demon realm was indeed a harsh and desolate place. After passing through the entrance, traversing three hundred miles of barren yellow sand, they finally reached a vast plain surrounded by a river. In the distance, towering black walls stood imposing. The closer they got, the more they felt a strong sense of oppression. Entering the city known as Yandu,…
The vast sky suddenly revealed a figure plummeting toward the rushing river below. Lan Wu’s eyes snapped open, her breath coming in sharp gasps. The suffocating sensation that had gripped her was gone. She flipped mid-air, her robes flapping wildly as the dense forest below rapidly grew larger in her vision. Clenching her fists, she felt the surge of demonic…
Threads of eerie blue demonic energy flowed from her body into the scroll, forming a faint, shimmering link. The more Lan Wu struggled, the faster her demonic energy drained. She looked around and saw many other contracted beasts in the same situation, some already half-swallowed by the painting. Ji Lingyue was struggling to hold onto her, her feet slowly slipping…