"What do you all think?" Mo Bufan asked.
Mo Gui pondered for a moment and said, "The white flames surrounding them earlier were quite strange, different from the way we break through the formation. I haven’t even heard of the Travel Dao race before."
None of them had ever heard of the Formation-Walking Race, making them highly skeptical of this race’s existence, but Xiang Beifei’s reasoning indeed convinced them.
Because they also hadn’t heard of the Broken Dao Race!
"It turns out I’m ignorant; I didn’t know there were such strange races in the Edge Corner Airspace. The Broken Dao Race, the Formation-Walking Race, how interesting. Perhaps these two are really like the Broken Dao Race, hiding their true capabilities," said Demon Qiquan.
Mo Bufan glanced again at the altar in the distance and said, "But that altar isn’t far. If we sacrifice these two, we can still get there without relying on them."
While the three of them communicated, they made no effort to disguise their conversation, doing so directly in front of Xiang Beifei and the Diviner. Even if overheard, it didn’t matter to the Demon Race; these two weak enforcers were already prisoners—could prisoners possibly overturn the heavens?
Xiang Beifei said in a deep voice, "And what about your way back? Do you think you’ll be able to retreat safely?"
Mo Bufan sneered and said, "Once we get past the altar and control the entire Dayan Jinshou, would we still need you to get out?"
"Are you so certain you’ll be able to control Dayan Jinshou? The Rushou relics have existed for a hundred thousand years, and no one has controlled them yet," Xiang Beifei said. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
Mo Bufan burst into laughter, then deliberately lowered his voice, saying with great pride, "We came well-prepared this time."
"If you’re so well-prepared, why are you still stuck here? If we hadn’t come, would you spend your whole life here? You can’t just expect everything to go smoothly, can you?" Xiang Beifei retorted.
Mo Bufan seemed quite displeased by Xiang Beifei’s remarks.
"I don’t like your tone. Prisoners should act like prisoners, showing fear and begging for mercy," Mo Bufan said.
"I’m just speaking the truth. After all, I want to survive too," Xiang Beifei replied.
Mo Bufan squinted his eyes, seemingly contemplating Xiang Beifei’s words.
Demon Qiquan said, "I think he’s right. No matter how prepared we are, we cannot exclude unexpected interference. Don’t forget, just now there was a group of unfathomable people nearby, those who triggered heavenly fire and retreated unscathed. Have you forgotten? That was Ancestral Dao Realm heavenly fire, and they evaded it!"
"Fine, but both of you better behave. Try any tricks, and I guarantee your death will be more painful than destruction by Dayan Jinshou!"
Mo Bufan warned Xiang Beifei meaningfully, then extended his hand, instantly sending a stream of green Demonic Qi into Xiang Beifei and the Diviner, attaching to their souls.
This Demonic Qi was extremely overbearing, like chains binding their souls. Any planning on their part would be instantly detected, and they’d suffer backlash from the Demonic Qi.
With Inquiry Dao Realm Demonic Qi, once the soul of even a late-stage Immortal like them is locked, escape is impossible!
Of course, this only applies to ordinary late-stage Immortals.
[You successfully cast the Resentful Soul Chains on two late-stage Immortals of the Formation-Walking Race. Resentful Soul Chains are effective on them. Dao value +1265]
Resentful Soul Chains!
Xiang Beifei could clearly perceive Mo Bufan’s Dao embryo, which also meant Mo Bufan’s Resentful Soul Chains were completely ineffective on him!
"Walk toward that altar!" Mo Bufan shouted at Xiang Beifei.
Immediately, the burning Yang flames lit up on Xiang Beifei’s body!
These flames, while burning, were extremely pure, causing a tremor in the hearts of Mo Bufan and his two companions at the Inquiry Dao Realm.
Xiang Beifei snapped his fingers, and the white flames rapidly leapt toward Mo Bufan and his companions. Though they appeared wary, they hesitated only briefly before allowing the burning Yang flames to cover them.
However, to be safe, they surrounded themselves with powerful Demonic Qi at the base of the Yang flames to prevent direct incineration.
"What a strange flame," Demon Qiquan thought to himself.
Both Mo Bufan and Mo Gui were equally amazed.
The flame posed a slight threat to them, mainly since this guy’s power level was a whole realm lower than theirs. If he had Inquiry Dao Realm cultivation, they might not be able to withstand the white flames at all.
However, being late-stage Immortals, they believed they could manage to endure it.
Xiang Beifei didn’t expect the burning Yang alone to incinerate the three from the Demon Race, but at least he had a chance now.
At this moment, the blue assault outside had ceased, so he jumped off the wall and walked toward the altar, the Diviner following beside him, with Mo Bufan and his two companions trailing behind.
"Don’t think we’re tied together. If you dare harbor any crooked thoughts midway, I could easily kill you, and we’d still be able to advance," Mo Gui said coldly.
Xiang Beifei couldn’t be bothered to respond, and they continued walking toward the altar as if they were taking a stroll. As they neared the altar, the oppressive atmosphere intensified.
The Diviner had already divined that the place was full of danger, with Dayan Jinshou covering the entire area with no blind spots. If they triggered Dayan Jinshou, they’d face cataclysmic devastation, so everyone raised their guard.
After walking for about half an hour, they finally reached the altar. Approaching it, they discovered the altar’s base appeared to be forged from some sort of blood-red metal, strikingly eerie as if it were irrigated with fresh blood, with grooves carved into its surface.