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

The Azure-feathered Eagle struggled to get up, but its wing was injured.

The wound on his back was so deep that the bone was visible, and he had lost his ability to fight.

It lay on the ground, staring at Li Mengmeng with fear in its eyes.

"Master, it..."

Li Mengmeng couldn't bear it and looked at Luo Tian.

Luo Tian walked up to the Azure Feather Eagle and placed his hand on its head.

He extended his divine sense to communicate with the Azure Feather Eagle.

The Azure Feather Eagle struggled at first, but quickly succumbed to Luo Tian's oppressive aura.

It lowered its head and rubbed its beak against Luo Tian's clothes, indicating its submission.

"From today onwards, you will follow her!"

Luo Tian pointed at Li Mengmeng.

The Azure Feathered Eagle glanced at the latter, hesitated for a moment, then slowly crawled to her side and lowered its head.

Li Mengmeng reached out and touched its head, her eyes slightly reddening.

"Thank you, Master."

She took out a healing pill from her spirit beast pouch and fed it to the Azure Feather Eagle.

The wounds on the Azure Eagle healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it stood up a moment later.

It raised its head and cried out to the sky, its voice filled with joy.

Then its body shrank, turning into a small bird the size of a palm, and landed on Li Mengmeng's shoulder.

"Wow, so cute!"

Xiao Niannian ran over and reached out to touch the feathers of the Azure Feather Eagle.

The Azure-feathered Eagle did not resist; instead, it gently pecked at Xiao Niannian's finger with its beak.

"Hehe, it's so well-behaved!"

Little Niannian laughed with joy.

The crane on Ye Qianxue's shoulder glanced at the Azure Feather Eagle, then haughtily turned its head away.

The Azure-feathered Eagle was not to be outdone, letting out a short cry.

The two spirit beasts began a silent competition.

Luo Tian smiled but didn't say anything.

……

The group arrived at the edge of the forest, where a mountain peak appeared before them.

The area is shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland.

At the foot of the mountain stands a stone gate.

Ancient runes were carved on the stone gate, emitting a faint spiritual light.

"Another formation."

Luo Tian slowly walked to the stone gate and probed the nodes of the formation with his divine sense.

"This one is more complex than the previous one; it has reached the ninth-order spirit array."

His hand seals flew, and several streams of spiritual energy precisely struck the key nodes of the formation.

The array runes flickered a few times and then went out, after which the stone door slowly opened.

Inside, there is an upward passage.

The walls on both sides of the passage are covered with murals.

It depicts scenes of immortals cultivating, fighting, and ascending to immortality.

"Dad, these paintings are so beautiful!"

Little Niannian looked up at the mural, her eyes filled with wonder.

Luo Tian's gaze swept across the murals, and he suddenly stopped in front of one of them.

In the painting, an immortal stands on a cloud, holding a long sword, looking down below.

Behind him were countless stars.

The immortal's face was blurry.

But Luo Tian recognized the sword in his hand; it was exactly the same as the Xuanyuan Sword.

"This is... the Yellow Emperor?"

Luo Tian frowned slightly, deep in thought.

The Xuanyuan Sword was a gift from a sage, said to have been passed down from his ancestors.

But judging from this mural, the Xuanyuan Sword seems to be related to this immortal abode.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, a ripple came from the end of the passage.

Luo Tian snapped out of his thoughts and quickened his pace with the three of them.

At the end of the passage was a magnificent hall.

In the center of the hall, a long sword floats in the air.

The sword is entirely ice-blue, with snowflake patterns engraved on the blade, radiating an aura of extreme cold.

The moment Ye Qianxue saw that sword, she couldn't take her eyes off it.

"Master, what is this...?"

"This is the Ice Soul Sword."

Luo Tian scanned the area with his divine sense, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"It's a mid-grade spiritual artifact, and it's extremely compatible with your Ice Phoenix Body."

He raised his hand and summoned the Ice Soul Sword, which flew down from the sky and was caught in his hand.

"Qianxue, take this sword."

Ye Qianxue took the Ice Soul Sword with both hands. The sword trembled slightly and emitted a crisp sword sound.

The chilling aura emanating from the sword resonated with the power of the Ice Phoenix within her body.

The phantom of the ice phoenix behind her appeared automatically, emitting a silent cry.

"A fine sword..."

Ye Qianxue gripped the sword hilt tightly, her eyes filled with joy.

Her original ice-blue longsword was just an ordinary magical artifact; compared to the Ice Soul Sword, one was in the heavens and the other on the earth.

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing upon me the sword!"

Luo Tian nodded, about to speak.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed from deep within the main hall.

Luo Tian turned around, his gaze slightly narrowed.

Five people walked out from the other side of the main hall, with Han Zifeng leading the way.

He was followed by four elite disciples, each with a powerful aura.

"Hey, you native ant, you've gotten this far?"

Han Zifeng sneered as he glanced at the Ice Soul Sword in Ye Qianxue's hand and the two spirit birds on their shoulders.

"Quite a harvest! But now, all of this belongs to my Penglai Immortal Island."

After saying that, he burst into unrestrained laughter.

He drew his long sword from his back, the tip pointing at Luo Tian with a contemptuous air.

"Insects, hand over the treasure, and I'll grant you a proper burial!"

Luo Tian looked at him, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Are you sure?

Han Zifeng's face darkened, and he was about to make a move.

The main hall suddenly began to shake. The ground cracked, and cracks appeared on the walls.

A terrifying aura emanated from the depths of the hall, and everyone turned their heads simultaneously.

Deep within the main hall, a stone door slowly opened. Behind the door lay utter darkness.

In the pitch black, a pair of blood-red eyes emanated a captivating aura, emitting an eerie red glow in the darkness.

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