After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

The Realm of Spirits and Demons occupies a very large area, and the terrain is varied and complex, all covered by thick white mist, making it rarely known to outsiders.

Jiang Xin directed Qiongqi's clone to walk forward. The white fog around him became denser as he walked, and even Qiongqi's clone's consciousness was greatly affected.

The two tigers felt terrified. After looking at each other, they cautiously asked Jiang Xin: "Little Ancestor, are you sure this is the direction to leave the realm of spirits and demons?"

Jiang Xin shook her head, feeling strange about Qiongqi's question: "This is the way to the realm of spirits and demons. I didn't say I wanted to leave."

These two Qiongqi clones have no qualifications to transcend the tribulation stage, but in fact they do not have the strength to transcend the tribulation stage when fighting.

Especially after being easily defeated by Jiang Xin not long ago, their Taoist hearts collapsed and now they are extremely unconfident.

Upon hearing this, both tigers were furious: "Why are you going to the realm of spirits and demons? Didn't you promise your father to leave?"

"When I promised my father, I really wanted to leave, but after thinking about it later, I felt it would be better to go find that demon."

Jiang Xin couldn't tell what it felt like, she just felt that she had to go there.

The main body has witnessed the cruelty of the demons, and this fear of the demons has also been passed on to the two clones.

The two Qiongqi stopped in place, unwilling to go any further, and persuaded Jiang Xin flatteringly: "Forget it, little ancestor, we good people don't want to fight the devil, so don't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Xin interrupted him with reason: "I'm not a good person. Leave quickly. Otherwise, I'll pluck all your hair."

If he just stripped off the tiger's fur, Qiongqi thought it could be tolerated.

But based on his understanding of this little ancestor, he quite doubted that the next step for the little ancestor to pluck out his hair would be to peel the skin, cramp the bones, and fry and fry them.

The two Qiongqi had no choice but to lower their ears, lower their bodies, step lightly, and walk forward cautiously.

The fog became thicker and thicker, making it difficult to see even a step away.

Qiongqi felt like he was walking in a ball of cotton, with an invisible force blocking his progress.

But Jiang Xin didn't yell to stop, and they didn't dare to stop, so they had no choice but to move forward.

Suddenly, there was a wet touch on the pads of his feet, causing Qiongqi to instinctively retract his paws.

Realizing that there was a lake ahead, Qiongqi secretly rejoiced and said impatiently: "There is no road ahead, let's go back."

Jiang Xin didn't take it seriously: "It's just a small pool, just walk over."

The two Qiongqi were horrified.

The white mist was so thick that even their consciousness could not penetrate it. The two tigers were now like blind men, completely unaware of what was going on around them.

Jiang Xin could accurately tell that it was just a small pool. How strong was this little ancestor?

Her mouth was filled with Qiongqi, and the two clones did not dare to disobey, so they had no choice but to tentatively stretch out their claws.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the water in front of him covered his paws, Qiongqi's flesh pads stepped on the soft and moist sand at the bottom of the pool.

The two of them calmed down, took out the other paw, and walked forward slowly.

The pool was very shallow, and even when Jiang Xin stood there, the water barely reached her calves.

As Qiongqi continued to move forward, the white mist that was originally so thick that it was almost substantial gradually became thinner, allowing people to barely see the world in front of them clearly.

Looking around, this pool seems to have no edge.

The water surface is as calm as a mirror, reflecting the white mist floating on it.

As they approached, the lake rippled slightly.

But the ripples didn't spread out long before they disappeared, as if they were forcibly offset by an invisible force. Qiongqi could sense a force in front of him stopping him from moving forward.

This power is very clever. It can directly affect the consciousness of low-level monks, causing them to naturally change direction and leave here.

That is to say, only when Qiongqi's avatar has the identity of the real body in the tribulation stage can he realize the existence of this power.

Qiongqi wanted to use this to persuade Jiang Xin to leave, but Jiang Xin moved her little hand forward and directly tore apart the invisible force blocking them.

This power disappeared as if frightened, as if it had never appeared before, and as if it was afraid of Jiang Xin and did not dare to appear again.

The little ancestor is really ridiculously strong.

Qiongqi didn't dare to push, so he had to keep walking forward.

As soon as he took a step, the sight in front of him shocked him.

Just half a foot away, there was a thin body lying.

The invisible force that blocked their progress emanated from this thin body.

There won't be another little ancestor, right?
Amidst the uncertainty of the two Qiongqi, Jiang Xin said "Huh" in confusion.

She slid off Qiongqi's back, fluttered her short legs, and ran to the man not far away.

This is a little boy slightly older than her, about three or four years old.

The little boy was lying in the pool, his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, as if he was having a nightmare.

The cold, shallow pool water submerged less than half of his face. The child's delicate and lovely face was as pale as paper, like a glass doll that could break at the touch of a touch.

Qiongqi glanced at the man's face to make sure he didn't recognize him, and then looked at the child's clothes.

The child's body should be covered with adult clothes, but the clothes are ragged and his original appearance cannot be seen.

Even though it was originally a top-quality robe, it is now just a piece of rag.

At a glance, this child is no different from an ordinary mortal child who has never practiced.

But ordinary mortal children will not appear in a place like the realm of spirits and demons.

Qiongqi didn't know the little boy's identity, but the huge psychological shadow Jiang Xin left on him made him dare not look down on any child and just wanted to leave quickly.

While the strange child was still awake, Qiongqi reminded Jiang Xin: "Little ancestor, let's go."

Jiang Xin ignored him, but stretched out her little foot and gently kicked the unconscious little boy: "Hey, what's your name?"

Qiongqi was so scared that he almost screamed.

Ah, ah, ah, little ancestor, why are you messing with him? ! !
Please don't wake him! ! !
Let him sleep! ! !
What if he wakes up and kills us all! ! !
Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Jiang Xin kicked him again: "Don't pretend to be dead, get up and talk to me. Why are you acting so weird?"

Jiang Xin could vaguely feel that this little boy was different, but she couldn't tell in what specific way he was different.

She just felt that this was a little different from the demon she was looking for.

After waiting and waiting for a response, Jiang Xin ran out of patience and reached out to grab the little boy's hand, trying to pull him up.

The moment she touched that cold little hand, countless shrill and terrifying screams were transmitted into Jiang Xin's mind through the little boy's hand.

At that moment, she saw countless evil thoughts rushing towards her like a tsunami, howling and trying to devour her. (End of chapter)