After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect.

Chapter 212 211. A new path for shadow puppets, killing the ancestor (7.2K words - long chapter, please subscribe)
For Song Yan, a "hexagonal warrior" who has mastered the talent of "transformation" and possesses a completely comparable realm of transformation, with perfect development of body, soul and mind, as long as he does not "transform" under the nose of the old monster of transformation, in this vast world with all its complex causes and effects, he can pass by without leaving any trace.

He was like a complete ghostly shadow; even if he walked back and forth dozens or hundreds of times in the most terrifying situation, no one would be able to detect him.

Now on this battlefield, the Sword Alliance, the bandits, and even the Wuxiang Ancient Clan are already engaged in constant fighting. If he wants to "transform himself", he can just search through the corpses on the ground and find them.

After finding "Hehua", he had actually met Susu, and then waited for the spontaneous internal conflicts of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, and then took advantage of the opportunity to intercept them halfway.

"'The Wedding Dress of the Shadow'? I never thought that my junior sister could be so talented. This can be regarded as carrying forward the shadow play tradition of our Nanzhu Peak."

Song Yan brought the two women with him. When they turned a corner, he saw a female practitioner in plain clothes holding a green umbrella hiding by the roadside.

Wang Susu threw a jade slip over.

Song Yan flipped through the pages quickly, and after seeing the words "seizing the shadow and obtaining the divine appearance", he couldn't help but sigh.

To capture the divine image with shadow,
Preserve shadow puppets with shadows,
The demon god is conceived with shadow.

This demon god still borrowed the method of his "Hundred Aspects of the Demonic Body", which is to merge the shadow puppets in the shadow into one, turning many into one.

All three are wonderful methods, especially “using shadow to capture the spirit” which is truly amazing.

Junior Sister Susu is not like him, running around, either escaping or on the way to escape. Back then, Shizuo Weng used the resources of a small puppet sect to comprehend the "Hundred Aspects Divine Control" in less than a hundred years. Now, Junior Sister Susu used the resources she saw and heard along the way and spent four or five hundred years to create this "Shadow-stealing Wedding Dress".

Song Yan glanced at Yu Xuanwei and An Li who were struggling, then looked at Wang Susu who was dressed brightly and beautifully, and praised with a smile: "She is worthy of being my junior sister."

Wang Susu bowed gracefully and said, "Brother, haven't you heard that good people don't live long, but evil people last for thousands of years? I'm not that easy to die, and I'm not a flower that needs your careful care."

After that, she paused for a moment and suddenly said, "But if one day, Senior Brother can become the ancestor, then I wonder if I can be your Tang Ningxin?"

She smiled brilliantly, her eyes gleaming with a holy and elusive light.

Song Yan nodded, and then prepared to say, "You don't plan to follow me, and you still want to hide in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan? Lurking is not bad, but there are dangers. Neither the Wuxiang Ancestor nor Tang Ningxin is so easy to deceive. Even if you clear yourself completely, they will still suspect you. No matter how well you hide, as long as you are not careful, you will reveal the clues."
But before he could say anything, Wang Susu had already breathed a sigh of relief, ran to Song Yan with a smile and said, "Since you have given me the nod, I am relieved. Let's go. We should not stay here for long."

Yu Xuanwei and An Li on the side were stunned.

The two girls, like Song Yan, all thought that Wang Susu would choose to stay and face the subsequent storm alone.

But Wang Susu chose to run away together.

Wang Susu was surprised: "After doing this job, if you don't run away, are you waiting to die?"

Yu Xuanwei asked, "What about Tang Xiongjia?"

Wang Susu said: "Tang Ningxin was able to win over my senior brother for the sake of Wuxiang Ancestor, so why can't I borrow Tang Xiongjia's power for my senior brother?

Now I use the power of shadow puppetry to act as the eyes of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. If I keep my eyes open, no one can escape. But now, my eyes are about to run away. "

Song Yan said: "I am very moved by what Junior Sister said and did, but I am sorry for offending you."

As soon as he finished speaking, three chains of black light suddenly flew out of his hands. They were the Demon Mother's unique chains of the Nine-Child Demon Mother.

The three locks locked up the souls of the three women. After a brief inquiry, they were quickly retracted after learning that the three women were not lying.

Wang Susu was not surprised after this experience. On the contrary, she would have been disappointed if Song Yan had believed her without doing anything.

At this moment, she glanced at Song Yan charmingly again, and said softly: "Senior brother is the only one I have seduced many times, but he has never slept with me. I cherish him very much, so I will not betray him. From the day when senior brother settled me in Guye Mountain, I have made up my mind. Of course, if senior brother really died, there is nothing I can do."

Song Yan nodded and looked at little An Li again.

An Li lowered her head, walked forward, and whispered: "I'm sorry"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment. He had never expected or waited for this "I'm sorry", but he had no intention of saying anything excessive to Little An Li again. So he smiled and said, "Do you need me to say it's okay?"

An Li was about to say something else, but Song Yan waved his hand and whispered, "Someone is coming." He glanced around and quickly took the three women into the rainbow light and flew away. When they were out of the danger zone, he gathered three groups of monster aura to cover the three women. Then he gave Wang Susu a spiritual map to "Shuxia Peak" and at the same time sent a message to Ling Handeng through his mind, saying that three of his people were coming.

Ling Handeng is still consolidating his initial stage of Purple Mansion, while the three girls need time to comprehend the later stage of Purple Mansion. They stay together, and with the care of his three silver-faced puppets, they will be safe.

After doing all this, Song Yan took out some small treasures that he had casually picked up in the Tianzun Secret Realm before. These treasures were priceless treasures for the Zifu Realm, but they were just an insignificant burden to him. He just gave them to the three women at this time to make some space in the storage bag.

As for him, he went back to the Soul Threshold of Tingsong Cliff.

The cause and effect between him and the Wuxiang Ancient Clan has not yet ended.

He still has many questions and needs to find answers from the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.

Tingsongya Soul Threshold entrance.

Bloody corpses were piled up, and the rotten corpses were emitting wisps of red miasma. Carrion-eating monster birds were hovering in the sky but did not dare to approach, because two ghost-faced men were standing in the middle of the corpses, emitting a powerful aura.

As the wind blew, the broken pieces of sword glowed red.

The blood-stained female cultivator suddenly said, "Su Su has also disappeared."

Another ghost-faced monk said, "Song Yan is actually alive."

"I said that the boy was very cunning. He was able to take away his old friend without anyone noticing at this opportunity. He really has some skills."

"Ning Xin, you can actually go with him."

"Ning Xin swears to be loyal to the ancestor until death!" The blood-robed female cultivator wore a ghost mask, and her expression could not be seen. She continued, "I only regret that even though we were close friends back then, I still couldn't tie up that thief tightly! But the world is about to fall, no matter how smart that thief is, how can he compare to the foresight of the ancestor?"

Tang Changsheng was silent for a moment, then said, "After this, I will help you break through to the state of incarnation. By then, you will be able to coexist with the Bitter Sea Dragon Clan like me. Together we are one, apart we are two. It's just that I am the master of souls, and it is the master of thoughts."

Tangning thought to herself, "That thief will definitely come back."

Tang Changsheng glanced around and said calmly, "The Sword Alliance and the seven bandits have gathered here to support the monks. I'm afraid they have almost received news of the deaths of the great masters who have entered the threshold. We should also proceed to the next plan."

Tang Ning thought to himself, "Ancestor, are you just going to ignore that thief?"

Tang Changsheng laughed and said, "You little thief, you little thief. You seem to have a lot of grudges against him, don't you?"

Tangning thought to herself, "He tricked me!"

Tang Changsheng said: "If he doesn't lie to you, he will die. I admire him quite a bit, but it's a pity that we are enemies, not friends. I'm afraid we won't be able to be together in this life."

After that, he paused for a moment, and suddenly said, "Ning Xin, you are familiar with him. It has been more than eighty years since he entered the void ruins to seek the Xuanhuang substance. What realm do you think he is in now?"

Tang Ning thought to himself, “In order to stimulate him, I made a bet with him based on Tang Yanzhang’s agreement, saying that if he could break through to the early stage of the Divine Infant within 500 years, I would be his Taoist partner.

Now, there are still nearly 190 years left before the 500-year agreement. Logically speaking, even if he is extremely talented, he should not be able to break through the Divine Infant Realm.

But if he hasn't even broken through to the Divine Infant realm, how could he stealthily take his people away quietly in this situation?"

Tang Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "Everyone has secrets. Maybe his power is not the power of realm."

Tangning thought, "Are you talking about the demon?"

Tang Changsheng did not respond.

Tang Ning thought for a moment and then asked, "Heavenly man?"

Tang Changsheng looked into the distance and said, "The forces of the Bitter Sea have always been divided into two and have infiltrated each other.

On one side are the marks left by the strong ones in this world. These marks exist in the form of thoughts in the depths of the sea of ​​suffering and are called celestial beings. On the other side are the demons that were born from the infection of evil thoughts from outside the sky and the combination of them.

If the world is still peaceful, the devil will just lie dormant and there will be no trace of the gods. But when the end of the world comes, all the monsters, demons and gods, as well as the gods from all sides will jump out.

As for Song Yan, he looks like a demon but he is not a demon, he looks like a celestial being but he is not a celestial being. Although Yin Yang Xuan Long was in a dormant state, he still had good eyesight, but he could not see through what he was. He wanted to keep him as a shell and study him slowly, but he did not expect him to escape and jump out. "

After a brief pause, Tang Changsheng continued, "If Song Yan comes, he will have to face a bitter sea dragon that almost completely came to this world by sacrificing six divine infants. It is still unknown whether he can come to us alive again.

The situation is complicated and we have our own things to do. We cannot let the overall situation be affected by him alone. He is just a pawn in this chaotic world and it is not worth it.

As for the two baits and Wang Susu, let them go. At least they played their part in letting me know that Song Yan was here too. "

brush! !

An ordinary swordsman fell from the sky and arrived at the entrance of the Soul Threshold of Tingsong Cliff.

Song Yan casually pulled off a piece of "other" skin and came here.

Before coming here, he had been wandering around the Wuxiang Ancient Clan area, but he did not find Tang Ningxin, nor did he find the Wuxiang ancestor.

What he heard most was that the ancestor had entered the soul threshold and so on, so he came here.

After sniffing the bloody smell in the air that had almost turned into a murderous aura, he hid himself behind a tree.

About two days later, at dusk, there was a light rain in the sky.
Song Yan sat under the leaves with his eyes downcast. The rain hit the old tree, flowed to the end of the leaves, and then fell heavily, hitting Song Yan's body, but then flowed away naturally and fell gently into the soil.

Song Yan stared at the forest in the rain in a trance, but in his mind he had already evolved "The Wedding Dress of Stealing Shadows" into three secret techniques.

The first one, "One Shadow to Judge the Appearance", changed the condition for Wang Susu to "seize the shadow" to "observe the shadow". Originally, she had to seize the shadow of others to understand the divine appearance, but now she only needs to observe for a moment.
The second one, "Benming Shadow Studio", Wang Susu needs to borrow shadows to store some shadow puppets, but now Song Yan has directly touched the essence of "shadow puppets", so that these shadow puppets can be directly hidden in his own shadow;

The third one is "A Hundred Aspects of Demonic Shadow". Although Wang Susu borrowed the "A Hundred Aspects of Demonic Body" that Song Yan had taught her before, and used shadow to train the demon god, it was still a little lacking. Now Song Yan has completely perfected it.

All three secret techniques have been perfected, and combined with the magical method of leather making, it can be said that the original "shadow puppet system" has been pushed to a new peak, from the original many inconveniences and dead ends to unlimited possibilities.

But the “Way of Shadow Play” is about accumulation.

Now Song Yan only has the way to accumulate and the way to use, but he still lacks the process of accumulation.

At this moment, he was waiting for his target.

He was waiting for the formless ancestor, one to break the cause and effect, and two to obtain his divine appearance.

The sound of raindrops dripped down from the sky, flowing through the criss-crossing muddy gullies.

Song Yan suddenly felt something in his heart, and his absent-minded eyes narrowed slightly.

Ripples appeared at the entrance of Tingsongya Soul Threshold, and a young man named "Tang Xiaoxuan" walked out with a bloody flag in his hand, followed closely by the flesh mountain giant named "Qiu Baiwei".

Song Yan stood up.

He did not hide his movements.

Although the Wuxiang Ancestor did not stop, he glanced sideways at the place where the movement occurred. He could tell that the movement was not caused by fear, but revealed a sense of calmness. In other words, the other party was probably waiting here specifically.

Qiu Baiwei licked his lips and murmured, "Sword, the taste of sword."

In the forest, under Song Yan's arm, extremely complex small heavenly characters suddenly appeared hiddenly.

He sighed inwardly: "One leaf can tell the coming of autumn, and one shadow can tell a person's appearance. But where are the shadows on a rainy day? This is just inconvenient. There is gain and loss, so just think of it as a little more effort."

He took a few steps forward, and when he reached the exit of the woods, he raised his hand to push aside the drooping rain branches.

With this wave, a strong gravitational force was generated.

The water in this world suddenly fell wildly.

The world seemed to have suddenly fallen into the ocean, with water everywhere.

But after just a few breaths, the rain clouds in the sky were completely squeezed out.

After the rain, the sky cleared up and the sun shone down, sprinkling on the land, jungle, flowers, trees, and also on the distant Wuxiang Ancestor and Qiu Baiwei, casting faint shadows.

"I hate rain."

Song Yan came out and explained calmly. "The sword has the smell of a sword." Qiu Baiwei's breathing became rapid, and then he stared at Song Yan with a pair of huge eyes like copper bells, his expression was ferocious and greedy, and he said in a muffled voice, "Take out your sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Wuxiang Ancestor suddenly raised his hand and made a "step back" gesture.

Qiu Baiwei was stunned, looking at the boy walking out from under the tree opposite, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, because Wuxiang Ancestor wanted him to retreat, which meant that "he couldn't beat this boy", but he didn't see anything special about this boy. The method of changing the weather with one hand was extremely magical for ordinary cultivators, but it was nothing in his eyes.

But he still retreated, because he knew how terrifying the Wuxiang Ancestor was now.

The sacrifices during this period have allowed his true body to completely swim out of the sea of ​​suffering. Although his body is only "Tang Xiaoxuan" at the middle stage of the Divine Infant, the power of his thoughts can be terrifying even if he is at the stage of Divine Incarnation.

To put it simply, for this formless ancestor whose true identity is the "Demon Dragon of the Bitter Sea", killing the divine infant is as easy as butchering a dog or a chicken. If he had such power when he entered the Soul Threshold of Tingsong Cliff before, he would not need to rely on Master Xueyi and Master Bishui to act and could just take action directly.

Song Yan looked at the shadows of the two people. "One Shadow to Judge Face" gave him a mysterious feeling of quickly sensing the other person's appearance even if he just glanced at the shadow.

Once he obtains the other party's divine appearance, he can use the "Divine Appearance Soul-Calming Method" to create a corresponding shadow puppet with 60 to 70 percent of its strength.

He had no idea what level the monster created by superimposing so many shadow puppets with the "Hundred Demonic Shadows" would reach.

In the past, he might have taken action directly, but now he wanted to observe for a while longer to complete the "divine appearance collection progress".

So, he asked, "Tea or wine?"

The Wuxiang Ancestor said: "You are not from the Sword Alliance, nor from the Seven Great Bandits. You smell like a demon."

Song Yan said: "Unfortunately, I smelled it too."

He smiled and said, "We are both strangers in a foreign land. No matter what the reason is, it is always good to sit down and talk for a while. You see, I have dispersed the rain clouds for the sake of chatting. This is enough to show my sincerity."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, grabbed an elegant stone and two stone pillars, and made a gesture of invitation.

As for the hatred of Baiwei.
What is Qiu Baiwei?
There was no hatred in his eyes.

So, there are only two stone pillars.

The Formless Ancestor walked over, and as he got closer, the perception between the two became more and more acute.

The Wuxiang Patriarch suddenly said, "You are from the Buddhist sect."

Song Yan had also sensed the aura from the other party, and that aura actually belonged to the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon.

The "Yin Yang Mysterious Dragon" and the "Formless Ancestor" overlapped together, and all of this gave him a "magical" feeling.

Song Yan sat down, took out a wine jar, and asked, "Would you like to drink?"

Wuxiang Ancestor also sat down and looked at him carefully. Suddenly he said, "Your aura is a little familiar, but only a little. The rest is very strange."

Song Yan took two wine glasses, picked up the jar and filled them both with wine, then raised his glass.

The Wuxiang Ancestor was very cautious and did not take the cup at all.

Song Yan smiled and drank it by himself.

In just a short while, he felt that the "divine progress" was almost over.

So, after he finished drinking, he put down the glass and said calmly: "I swallowed Song Yan, this is his body. That kid actually dared to run to the void, hehehe, he is really looking for death."

After saying that, he tilted his head and asked curiously, "It seems like there is some unfinished cause and effect between you and him?"

The Wuxiang Ancestor was stunned for a moment, staring at the young man in front of him for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Did you swallow it after the battle of Bingjing Soul Threshold?"

The air suddenly became quiet, like a bow string stretched to its limit.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter broke the atmosphere.

Song Yan laughed loudly. He poured another glass of wine and pointed at the Wuxiang Ancestor opposite him, saying, "It's just a few jokes, and I know I can't hide it from you. Come on, don't let the beauty down, and don't let the wine down."

The whole body of the Wuxiang Ancestor was tense. Even at such a close distance, he could already feel the opponent's terrifying power.

If the other party was really a demon, he would definitely have a chat with him, but Song Yan was definitely not a demon.

"Run! Run to the Soul Threshold! Don't look back!"

The Wuxiang Ancestor suddenly spoke in his mind.

Qiu Baiwei was stunned for a moment. Although he was extremely confused, he still carefully took a step back, ready to explode and escape.

But just as he took a step, he heard the sound of a wine glass falling heavily on the stone table.

Song Yan said calmly: "Who told you to move?"

Qiu Baiwei stopped immediately and dared not move.

The Wuxiang Ancestor said: "I."

Song Yan stood up, waved his hand and put away the wine jar.

The formless ancestor leaped back as if he had been electrocuted. His body suddenly stretched out, his limbs turned into sharp claws, and huge horns grew from the sides of his head. The black and white colors were still the same, but there was a bit more thick black smoke, making him look less sacred and instead full of demonic energy.

Song Yan recalled the first time he saw it. He was still a little guy at that time. He stood cautiously by the Tianchi Lake in the secret realm of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan's ancestral vein, looking up at the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon with awe in his heart.

But in this situation, he has understood many things: there is an inseparable relationship between the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, the Wuxiang Ancestor and the Heavenly Demon, and many things that seemed ordinary at the time may involve other arrangements.

"Don't fight yet, don't fight yet."

Song Yan suddenly waved his hands and said, "Wu Xiang Tian Zun, it was you who did this, wasn't it?"

Only by clarifying the situation and then coming to a conclusion can we truly resolve the cause and effect.

The Wuxiang Ancestor did not answer.

Song Yan said: "I'd like you to send the spare body into the Soul Threshold first, okay?"

Qiu Baiwei was stunned, his eyes widened.

Wu Xiang Ancestor said in a deep voice: "He has the power of a demon that is good at confusing people. Don't listen to his nonsense."

After saying that, he pushed with his dragon claws and quickly sent Qiu Baiwei back to the soul threshold.

Ripples appeared on the soul threshold. Qiu Baiwei, the "traitor of the ancient sword-making clan" who was terrible and bloodthirsty outside, was like a lamb to be slaughtered here.

After Qiu Baiwei disappeared, the Wuxiang Ancestor snorted coldly and said, "Yes, I see that you are special and have great potential. I made Tang Ningxin imitate your appearance and redesign the Tianzun statue for the human world. Are you satisfied?"

Song Yan said: "It's not designed for me, right?"

The Wuxiang Ancestor said, "Who knows?"

"Well"

Song Yan raised his hand and grabbed a blood-red spear that was condensed with evil spirits from the void. He pushed it forward and moved with the spear.

The hovering Yin-Yang Black Dragon held the blood flag in its claws and danced slightly. A soul at the level of a divine infant led a group of evil spirits and flew out from it.

The Dragon Bone Blood Banner can warm the soul. This divine infant-level soul was nurtured by a person in the late Purple Mansion stage.

Originally, these souls were intended for sacrifice by the Yin-Yang Black Dragon, but it was weak and when it saw the other party using such a method that could severely damage the Divine Infant, it also used a corresponding method.

The soul explosion of the Divine Infant in the early stage and the explosion of the Purple Mansion Yuan are on par with each other.

Sure enough, after the Sha Gu spear collided with the evil ghosts that were rushing towards it, the rocky forest at Tingsong Cliff seemed to have been bitten off, and a gradually expanding spherical void appeared.

A wisp of violent black smoke escaped from Yin Yang Black Dragon's body. Yin Yang Black Dragon was just "formless". At this moment, what jumped out from the weak body of the middle-stage Divine Infant was the real body of Yin Yang Black Dragon - the body of the Heavenly Demon.

As soon as this body appeared, it suddenly expanded with a "bang", becoming thousands of feet large, and its dragon's mouth was like a mountain and pounced directly towards Song Yan.

The wandering ghosts scattered along the way, even if they are still some distance away from the dragon, will be blown to pieces and reduced to ashes by the force of its impact.

The characters of Heavenly Dao suddenly appeared around Song Yan's body, and thousands of lines protruded from beneath his skin.

Yin Yang Xuanlong was stunned and his pupils suddenly contracted.

How could it not recognize what this is?
The body of the ancient god in the infant realm is also an ordinary body of the god-transforming level. If this thing is placed in the underworld, it is at the level of a corpse goblin, and if it is placed in heaven and earth, it is at the level of those god-transforming demons.

Generally speaking, in this world, thoughts overcome the soul, the soul overcomes the body, and the body overcomes thoughts.

Normally, humans cultivate their souls, demons cultivate their bodies, and the celestial demons cultivate their minds.
Yin Yang Xuan Long was extremely upset at this moment. He never expected that this thing that looked like a human could actually have the physique of a demon! He hurriedly turned around and rushed towards his body.

boom!
Song Yan didn't wait for him to return. His figure was like light and he appeared in front of Yin Yang Black Dragon's body. He spread out his five fingers and a huge palm appeared in the air. Then he grabbed Yin Yang Black Dragon's neck and squeezed it hard!
click!
The neck tensed immediately.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" Yin Yang Xuan Long said hastily, "Don't be impulsive! I'll tell you everything!"

Song Yan shook the Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon's body in his hand, and the latter changed back into the appearance of Tang Xiaoxuan, and was held in the air by the young man with one hand.

"Go ahead."

"Put down my body first."

“This body is important to you.”

"Oh, at worst, I can just change one. Who are you trying to scare?"

Song Yan clenched his fingers.

The Yin-Yang Black Dragon became anxious, it shrank in size, and said hurriedly, “No, no, no.”

Then, it said, "The statue of Wuxiang Tianzun is to make your Tao heart collapse, and also to send you to the Lord of Heaven and Earth, so that He will be attracted to you and try to make you into a clone. Once you become His clone, if He has nowhere to stay outside, He will descend upon you. At that time, we will be of use to Him."

"Go on." Song Yan said.

Yin Yang Xuanlong glanced at Song Yan's hand.

Song Yan let go.

Snapped.

"Tang Xiaoxuan"'s body fell to the ground.

Yin Yang Xuan Long said again: "Retreat a thousand feet, otherwise even if this body is gone, you will never know the secret."

Song Yan stepped back, but stared at the Yin-Yang Dragon.

Suddenly, the Yin-Yang Black Dragon began to accelerate, and Song Yan also went back to Tang Xiaoxuan's body.

But he was not fast, because Yin Yang Xuanlong had already obeyed the agreement and started speaking.

Yin Yang Xuan Long said quickly: “You are just a bait!
Of course, if you fail to catch the target, your body is also very good. If I could choose you, I would definitely not choose Tang Xiaoxuan.

As for this plan, it is not mine, but ours, the Bitter Sea Dragon Clan. It is just to better divide this world, to be able to comfortably enjoy the creatures here, and to improve our Bitter Sea Dragon Clan through their life energy.

However, as we get closer to the end of the world, the more reactions there will be from the Master of Heaven and Earth. So... we just don't want Him to jump around and affect our eating, so we prepared some baits in advance, and you are just one of them.

This matter has nothing to do with you! We are not interested in you either! There was indeed a plan at the beginning, but you also gained a lot of benefits! Now that I have told you the truth today, can the cause and effect be considered settled?"

It spoke faster and faster, until it suddenly rushed into Tang Xiaoxuan's body, then opened its mouth and spewed out an extremely thick black mist, and then rushed into the Soul Threshold without looking back, wagging its tail and fleeing.

(End of this chapter)