A black palace in the northeast corner of Yandu served as Ji Xing’s temporary residence. After leaving the Hundred Demon Scroll, it took her less than half an hour to return to the palace. She tossed the captive onto the cold floor and conjured shackles to bind her limbs. They were ordinary chains, but with her spiritual roots sealed, Ji…
Her bone-white hands tightened around the woman’s slender neck, slamming her to the ground. Wutong was startled and quickly called out, “Demon Lord!” “Stay back,” Ji Xing said, looking at the woman pinned beneath her. She smiled, “Do you really think you can kill me with just this much strength?” Ji Lingyue gasped for air, her eyes bloodshot and wide…
The woman sitting behind her opened her eyes and said coldly, “This is your mission from the start. You abandoned it halfway and left it to me. At least handle the cleanup yourself.” “So stingy,” Ji Xing said, propping up her cheek with a hand, “Wutong.” A tall man stepped forward, bowing to Ji Xing before addressing the gathered demons,…
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….