After a while, the image on the colorful powder gradually became clearer. It was a scene of a group of demons gathering.
At the banquet where this group of demons gathered, the main seat was not occupied by the true form of the anaconda demon. Instead, it was occupied by a burly man who wore a tattered silver helmet and a hooded armor. He had an abnormally tall stature and a sinister face.
He was holding a wine cup in his hand and was rewarding the anaconda demon.
"It's actually him …" Shen Luo couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when he saw the face of the burly man.
Naturally, Wu Man Er did not know him. She asked curiously, "Brother Shen, do you know him?"
"He's my enemy," Shen Luo nodded.
The man was none other than the Nine-headed Bug, one of the 12 Lords of the Demons in his dream. He was a powerful Taiyi cultivator.
If it was really him, Shen Luo would not be able to defeat him with his current cultivation. Even if he went there, he would only be courting death.
Thinking of this, Shen Luo couldn't help but frown.
"What's wrong, Brother Shen? Is he very strong?" Wu Man Er asked.
Shen Luo was about to answer when he suddenly thought of something. He asked the Bewildering Flower Spirit, "Can you find a way to find out the cultivation of this leader?"
The Bewildering Flower Spirit nodded and closed his eyes without saying anything.
Then, a big demon standing beside the anaconda demon asked in a low voice, "Brother, as the king's confidant, do you know the king's cultivation now?"
"Of course, the king came out of seclusion three years ago and broke through to the Late-stage of True Immortal. Who doesn't know about this?" the anaconda demon said with disdain.
Hearing this, Shen Luo felt a little more at ease.
After all, it was not the Nine-headed Bug in his dream. He did not have the terrifying cultivation of Taiyi.
At this moment, there was another change in the image.
In the anaconda demon's dream, the Nine-headed Bug seemed to be setting up something and was giving orders to the anaconda demon.
"Bai Liu, I'll be going into seclusion to heal my wounds in the next few days. I can't let my guard down on the search for the spirits. If you do this well, I'll reward you with one when the Ginkgo Spirit Fruit ripens." The Nine-Headed Bug pointed at the anaconda and stood proudly.
"So this anaconda monster has a name like 'White Stream'." Shen Luo thought to himself.
The anaconda monster was very respectful to its king. When it heard this, it immediately cupped its fists and said,
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Your subordinate will definitely do his best to capture more spirits to nourish Your Majesty's body and help Your Majesty recover quickly."
Upon hearing this, Shen Luo's eyes flashed. The Nine-Headed Bug was injured?
Seeing this, the Bewildering Flower spirit immediately understood. It controlled the other monster in the dreamland and asked the anaconda monster,
"Your Majesty's martial arts are unparalleled. How could you be injured?"
The anaconda demon looked at the lesser demon beside it. Just as it was about to speak, it sensed that something was amiss and its expression changed.
Then, the light screen in the void started to distort severely and the image disappeared.
Bai Liu, who was tied up like a dumpling, started to struggle violently again. His head shook violently and even the tentacles of the Bewildering Flower spirit were forced to retreat from his ear canal.
"I'm sorry. His dreamland has collapsed. There's no way to enter it." The Bewildering Flower spirit apologized.
"It's okay. You've already helped a lot." Shen Luo thanked it sincerely.
Knowing the Nine-Headed Bug's cultivation level and confirming that he was in seclusion to heal his wounds was already the most useful information for him.
"He … What should we do with him?" Wu Man Er looked at Bai Liu who had yet to wake up from his dreamland and asked.
After hearing this, Shen Luo was silent for a moment. He gathered all the spirits and monsters and asked, "What do you think we should do with this anaconda monster?"
"Kill him." Yuanyuan was the first to respond.
"Kill him …" The other spirits followed closely behind and started to shout one after another.
During this period of time, the anaconda had been wreaking havoc in the Dreamy Cloud Swampland. It hunted down the spirits of various races and used their life essence to heal the Nine-Headed Bug's wounds. Many spirits had lost their families and even their entire clans.
Their hatred and anger towards the anaconda was unimaginable.
Shen Luo's mind moved slightly and the Pure Yang Flying Sword that was stuck in Bai Liu's chest burst into flames. The Red Lotus Hellfire suddenly erupted from his body and engulfed him along with his Spiritual Soul, burning him to ashes.
The spirits were first saved by Shen Luo and the others. Now that they could take revenge, they were all excited and grateful to Shen Luo and Wu Man Er.
"What are your plans next?" Wu Man Er asked the spirits.
The spirits were all silent.
The reason why they were still outside in the miasma rain was because their homes had been destroyed.
At this moment, they looked at the Umbrella Cloud Tree that had been burned by the raging fire and were all melancholy.
"The Dreamy Cloud Swampland is big enough. If I want to go further north, I can always find a place to stay." A spirit that looked like a frog spoke first.
"Yes, there will always be a place where the big demon can't oppress. Even if it's far away from the Tree of God, it will be good enough if we can survive." Another spirit that looked like the roots of some kind of plant echoed.
Therefore, the rest of the spirits also spoke and expressed their thoughts.
Wu Man Er healed their wounds one by one and watched them leave one by one.
In the end, besides Shen Luo and Yuanyuan, there were only Yuanyuan, Fei Hong, and the Bewildering Flower spirit named "Ru Meng" left under the Umbrella Cloud Tree.
Shen Luo looked at them and Yuanyuan immediately said, "I still have to bring you to the Tree of God."
"Yuanyuan is the only one of my clansmen left. We can't be separated." Fei Hong said.
"I, I … have nowhere to go." Ru Meng said timidly.
Wu Man Er frowned and remained silent for a long time. Then, she asked, "There is a dense forest in my hometown that is suitable for you spirits to live in. Are you willing to go back with me?"
Yuanyuan looked at Fei Hong and found that the latter was also looking at her with a questioning gaze. She immediately nodded.
Seeing that they had agreed, Wu Man Er shifted her gaze to Ru Meng.
"I, I am willing." Ru Meng immediately nodded.
When Shen Luo saw that things had finally reached a satisfactory conclusion, the expression on his face gradually relaxed.
At this moment, a dazzling white light flashed in the sky, followed by a violent thunder explosion.
Shen Luo felt something and looked up at the sky. He saw that the clouds seemed to have been blown away by the thunder. With the help of the thunder, he vaguely saw a white shadow cruising through the clouds.
When he frowned and wanted to take a closer look, the thunder in the sky dissipated and the clouds closed again. He couldn't see anything.
The pitter-patter of the miasma rain above the Dreamy Cloud Swampland gradually stopped after this thunderclap.
After some rest, the sky gradually cleared up. Shen Luo and the others were ready to continue their journey to the Ginkgo Tree of God.
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