The Demon King is back, leading adorable kids on an adventure around the world!

Even after the battle in the stone chamber had subsided, the air still carried the scent of crushed vines.

Qiqi hugged the rough pottery jar, squatted in the corner, and used her fingertips to pick at the dirt on the edge of the jar. While picking, she secretly glanced at the Morning Dew Sword that had been sheathed again at Niannian's waist.

When those gray-clad men retreated, the lingering chill from the sword froze the ground, creating a layer of frost that was now slowly melting into a puddle of water.

"Sister Nian Nian".

Qiqi finally couldn't hold back and asked in a low voice:

"Did your sword shiver just now? I saw it flash for a moment, like a frozen star."

Niannian was carefully wiping non-existent dust from the sword sheath with her sleeve when she heard this. She raised her chin, her little face full of arrogance beyond her years.

"That's called Sword Cry, it's the Morning Dew Sword responding to my spiritual power."

"That old man's arm guard cracked just now, didn't you see? That's because my sword energy carried a chilling aura."

As she spoke, she deliberately drew the sword out another finger's length.

Sure enough, a faint icy blue halo flowed across the silver-white sword, resembling a wisp of ice flame about to be extinguished in the dim stone chamber.

Luo Nannan, who had been sitting quietly on the stone stool in the corner, suddenly raised her head.

She swung her short legs, which barely touched the ground, and held in her hand a reddish-brown grass stem that she had plucked from a crevice in the rock, which emitted a faint warmth.

Her little mouth was slightly open, and she slowly interjected, her voice childish yet carrying an undeniable authority:

"It wasn't the sound of the sword; it was the old man's karmic energy that was stimulated by the sword energy."

As she spoke, a flash of golden-red light flickered in her seemingly harmless eyes, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

"That stench of reincarnation was like rust and grime that had been soaking in a swamp for eight hundred years."

Her voice wasn't loud, but in the quiet stone chamber, it was like a pebble dropped into water.

Qiqi immediately covered her nose, while Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the leaves of the Life God hanging at her waist.

Nannan's sensitivity to "reincarnation energy" stems from her instincts as a golden phoenix. To her, this thing is indeed like rottenness, and she loathes that smell from the bottom of her heart.

Niannian paused for a moment, then straightened her back, sheathed her sword, and patted it off.

"Nannan is right! That's the stench! Next time they come, I'll use my sword energy to freeze them and that stench into ice blocks!"

She paused, then added, "Little girl, you have such a keen sense of smell."

Luo Nannan hummed in agreement, accepting the praise, and with a flick of her little hand, gently tossed the crimson grass stem to Niannian.

The grass stem traced a path in the air, and Nian Nian caught it instinctively, immediately feeling a warmth in her palm, the lingering coldness from holding the sword instantly dissipating.

She blinked her big, dark eyes and looked at Nannan.

Nannan had already turned her head away, staring again at the shadow at the entrance of the stone chamber, leaving everyone with only a back view of her pale golden hair.

But everyone in the team felt that silent protection.

"Come on, let's go take a look ahead! This place is so gloomy, I'm practically moldy. If I stay here too long, mushrooms will grow on me."

Niannian tucked the crimson grass stem into her collar, pulled Qiqi outside, and then turned back to call out:

"Nannan, you go in the middle and protect Qiqi. Little sister, watch your step. Qianqian, you cover the rear."

The instructions were clear, the division of labor was well-defined, and he acted like a little adult.

"What about me? Niannian, why don't you assign me any tasks?"

Xiao Jin came closer, her eyes filled with disbelief.

He thought to himself: I'm your most powerful Brother Long, why are you throwing me away like trash?

Without even turning her head, a childish voice drifted over from the front.

"You can do whatever you want, just don't be too obnoxious..."

Xiao Jin stood there, bewildered and disoriented...

Luo Nannan jumped down from the stone pier, landing silently, like a quiet little guard, following Qiqi at a leisurely pace.

After taking a few steps, he turned back to look at Xiao Jin, and the message in his eyes sent a chill down Xiao Jin's spine.

Qianqian's figure seemed to blend into the shadows, silently landing at the back of the group, her long silver-white hair shimmering in the dim light.

Xiao Xiao walked beside Niannian, her fingertips occasionally brushing against the rock wall, a faint green light seeping into the cracks in the stone, probing the surrounding fluctuations.

Xiao Jin watched the crowd walk forward, rolled his eyes, gave a soft "humph," put his hands in his pockets, and followed them.

Once outside the stone chamber, the passage began to slope downwards, the air became damp, and it carried a strong earthy smell.

The gaps between the glowing minerals overhead widened, and the light grew dimmer.

After walking for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the faint sound of flowing water could be heard ahead.

"Why is there a sound of water here? Could it be another pool?"

Qiqi curiously tiptoed and looked around.

Niannian made a shushing gesture and peeked out with half her head out.

At the end of the passage was a naturally formed opening, outside of which was a huge underground cave!

The dome is extremely high, with countless bizarre stalactites hanging upside down on it.

Water droplets condensed on the tips of many stalactites, refracting a rainbow of colors under the dim light, like an inverted glass forest.

The ground wasn't solid soil, but rather large, thick patches of moss that emitted a faint blue glow. It felt soft underfoot and made a slight "plop" sound.

"Wow! A carpet that lights up!"

Qiqi couldn't help but exclaim, broke free from Niannian's little hand and ran towards the blue moss, stomping her feet hard.

The blue light rippled outwards with her movements, it was absolutely beautiful.

Niannian was also momentarily stunned by the sight. She suppressed her amazement and cautiously looked around.

The cave is extremely large. As far as the eye can see, besides moss and stalactites, there are several strange plants that I have never seen before, emitting various colors of light, growing in the crevices of rocks or among the moss.

She subconsciously pulled out the metal plaque she had found in the pile of debris in the stone chamber and shone it on a particularly dense cluster of stalactites on the dome.

"Hmm...this pattern..."

She squinted, noticing that the twisted patterns engraved on the metal plate subtly echoed the natural textures on a thick stalactite in the distance.

Just as she was focused on comparing them, the metal plate suddenly became slightly hot!

The blurry patterns on the surface seemed to be infused with spiritual power, suddenly emitting a layer of dark golden light.

And from the stalactite that echoed it, a drop of crystal-clear liquid, exuding a rich spiritual aura, slowly dripped from its tip.

"It moved! Look, Sister Niannian!"

Qiqi pointed at the metal plate and jumped up, reaching for the drop of spiritual liquid with her other hand.

Luo Nannan, who had been silent all along, was faster than her. The little girl took a step forward and waved her small hand.

A thin, golden-red thread of fire arrived first, precisely enveloping the drop of spiritual liquid just before it hit the ground, and then gently delivering it to Nian Nian.

The fire dissipated, and the spiritual liquid remained intact, hovering in front of Nian Nian's nose, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

"Millennial Spiritual Essence".

The girl spoke concisely, her little face expressionless, but her big eyes were fixed on the spiritual marrow.

He glanced at Niannian again, his meaning clear: This good stuff is yours.

Nian Nian stared blankly at the drop of spiritual essence before her, which was being escorted by golden and red flames.

Looking at Nannan's matter-of-fact little expression, a warm feeling welled up in my heart.

She opened her mouth and inhaled the spiritual marrow, immediately feeling a cool and pure energy slide down her throat into her dantian. The Chaos Nine-Leaf Lotus seemed to spin joyfully for a moment.

She grinned, about to speak...

"Gurgle..."

A deep, rolling sound, like a giant drum, suddenly came from the depths of the cave, from beneath the densest patch of dark moss!

Immediately afterwards, a damp, stench-filled gust of wind, as if it were a tangible force, swept in from the darkness.

The wind whipped everyone's hair wildly, their robes rustled, and even the glowing moss dimmed for a moment!

"Hey!"

A phoenix cry, sharper than a child's voice and carrying an ancient and majestic quality, suddenly rang out from Luo Nannan's mouth!

A thin layer of golden-red flames suddenly rose around her small body, like a small cloak of fire, burning away the approaching stench and making a sizzling sound.

The wisp of hair on her forehead moved without any wind, turning a dazzling golden-red.

In those big eyes, golden-red flames burned fiercely, and there was no longer any trace of a child's ignorance.

All that remained was the pure, awe-inspiring pressure belonging to the Golden Immortal Divine Beast!

Xiao Jin stepped over from the back and blocked Xiao Niannian's way.

"What is that thing?!"

Niannian's expression changed instantly. She immediately shielded Qiqi behind her and drew the Chaolu Sword with a "whoosh".

The silvery-white sword light was dazzling at this moment, and the icy blue luster on the sword body also became more intense, complementing Nannan's Phoenix True Fire.

Qianqian's figure completely disappeared into the shadows behind, with only invisible wisps of mist quietly spreading out from her center, layer by layer concealing the team's traces and aura.

Xiao Xiao stepped forward, pressing her palm to the ground, and emerald green spiritual light spread outwards like a tide.

Wherever it passed, the dark blue moss seemed to become more vibrant, and several previously withered, glowing plants instantly became full of life.

And at the source of that foul wind, which was slightly shaken by the cry of the little girl.

In the darkness, two eerie, blood-red lights slowly began to illuminate.

He stared intently at the tiny, yet distinctly different, "snacks" on the glowing moss...

In that gaze, there was greed, and even more so, a trace of... fear of the phoenix's aura, a fear rooted in one's bloodline.