Chapter 3674
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"What a terrifying woman …"
The Mystic Flame Immortal Bracelet on Zhen Xiaoxiao's wrist spun rapidly. Previously, he had been bewitched by Zhen Xiaoxiao … he hadn't transformed into a Lustful Demon, but he had learned from Zhen Xiaoxiao's Mystic Flame Remnant Consciousness that his master had a Joss Flame World.
However, he had never imagined that Zhen Xiaoxiao would even think that one Canyang and Fallen Maple wasn't enough before stepping into the Immortal Realm. He had created a second Joss Flame World with the infinite number of battle beasts in his body!
This was extremely difficult even for a true Immortal Venerate, much less a Dao Integration Stage cultivator.
When he had followed Zhen Xiaoxiao, he had been secretly dissatisfied that he had been tricked and tricked. Now, he had completely dispelled this thought and focused on being a pendant on his hand.
He strengthened the power of order in the Chaotic Core Sea. The crimson bracelet that had condensed in the air and almost covered a quarter of the top of the lotus pod mountain changed again!
On the slowly rotating red hoop, there was a vague image of tens of thousands of beasts galloping. However, compared to the silent beating of the Hundred Beast Skin Drum last night, where the beasts looked extremely pained, the totem of tens of thousands of beasts on the red hoop exuded a bright and enviable vitality!
"Oh? This way, the Primal Chaos … is no longer pure Primal Chaos. "
Silver Robe interlaced her fingers and a smile of relief appeared on her face.
One had to know that once a member of the True Demon Clan stepped onto the ancient path, they would most likely die a violent death. Primal Chaos, Berserk Demons … this was the fate of generals who had reached the pinnacle of power and stepped into old age. Many famous generals who had once dominated the four seas had no choice but to endure a bleak and desolate end of their lives.
There were very few True Demons in the Lingu Great Realm. Silver Robe hoped that Zhen Xiaoxiao would be different.
Just as she had hoped, the current Zhen Xiaoxiao had indeed made an unexpected change. Her worship of the power of chaos shifted to the control of the Lawless Lands. She focused on the beasts and was careful with every step she took. That was the only way she could reach the end of this race of life before death grabbed her by the throat and grabbed her by the throat.
"It should be over, right?"
Silver Robe was gratified to see Crimson Loop evolve to its current state.
However, Hun Zhen, who was in the Uncanny Dream Altar, did not relax at all. As the consciousness of the main soul slowly awakened, although he had not communicated with Xiaoxiao, he still felt that it was not enough.
As Hun Zhen stared intently at Zhen Xiaoxiao, she suddenly put away the cauldron fire and the cauldron, closed her eyes and stood still. Hun Zhen's heart skipped a beat. He immediately used all of his mental energy to protect himself. He even slowly released the cold air in his body to soothe the overly agitated air.
Time ticked by.
Even the disciples of the various palaces who had been standing guard outside the Uncanny Dream Altar all this time felt that this Dao Integration process was taking too long.
Other Dao Fusing cultivators would take two hours or even half a day. Even though the being on the sacrificial altar was extremely powerful, it shouldn't take so many days, right?
"Is she still thinking about it?" Silver Robe frowned as she looked at Crimson Loop again. She felt that the aura that Zhen Xiaoxiao had formed was enough for her to report to him. So she didn't understand … she didn't understand what doubts and considerations Zhen Xiaoxiao had in his heart right now.
"My Dao …"
Suddenly, Zhen Xiaoxiao opened her eyes. Her butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered gently in the wind.
"I …"
It was as if she was repeating herself but not finishing her sentence.
A second later, Hun Zhen realized that the word "I" wasn't a slip of the tongue. It was the final answer in Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart.
"I …"
It was an extremely strange and profound Daoist technique that was difficult to describe with words. As soon as this word appeared, the Crimson Loop of Ten Thousand Beasts above the sacrificial altar suddenly disappeared. It was as if the Dao Integration process had failed. Even the spiritual energy and pressure that filled the air returned to zero. There was no trace of it at all!
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