The story was ordinary, lacking any real substance.
And it seemed incredibly greasy, as if it were some sleazy middle-aged man’s delusional novel.
Yet Yin Sha was deeply interested, yearning for the emotional descriptions in that story. She was like a maiden long secluded in the inner chambers, forever longing for the vibrant and colorful life of the outside world.
As Yin Sha and Bai Sha pressed close together, whispering, the other Demon Cultivators couldn’t help but cast strange looks at them.
At a time like this, when most of the Demon Cultivators were scared out of their wits by the situation they now faced, why were those two Great White Sharks over there able to chat so calmly?
Though they found them odd, the other Demon Cultivators didn’t have the energy to pay much attention to what Bai Sha and Yin Sha were doing.
Time continued to slip away, minute by minute.
As time passed, one Demon Cultivator after another would, at some moment, become a dish on the dining table.
This drove the remaining Demon Cultivators to the brink of collapse, weeping as they tried every possible method to escape this place. But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t change the facts.
Bai Sha did not immediately choose to restart, instead continuing to calmly witness everything.
During this process, because of paying the price for the Shattering Mirror, she was drawn inside the mirror for a time. Her disappearance had briefly excited the other Demon Cultivators, but once they realized she was simply paying the price for using the Ancient Forbidden Artifact, their disappointment returned.
Everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion—until a tremor came.
The tremor was subtle at first, but in a short time, it grew violent, impossible for the cornered Demon Cultivators inside the Undersea Palace not to notice.
“What’s happening?”
“What’s going on?”
“An earthquake? Has another Eerie entity appeared?”
The Demon Cultivators were flustered, yet a trace of hope flickered within them.
At a moment like this, no matter what change occurred, things couldn’t get any worse for them. They weren’t afraid of change—they were afraid of no change.
The tremor grew more and more intense.
Finally, at a certain moment, accompanied by a thunderous boom, the ceiling of the Undersea Palace shattered into pieces. Right after, before the astonished gazes of the many Demon Cultivators, a hand wreathed in black mist broke through the Undersea Palace and slammed down inside, causing the place to shake violently once more. Tables shattered one after another, and all sorts of “delicacies” scattered across the floor.
What is this?
The Demon Cultivators stared, completely bewildered.
Bai Sha’s eyes, however, narrowed.
“Heavenly Devil Palace…” she murmured.
She felt a familiar aura. It was the aura of the Heavenly Devil Palace. Had Devil Cultivators from the Heavenly Devil Palace come? But why would they appear here?
While Bai Sha was still shocked, the giant black-mist hand scooped sideways, grabbing every single Demon Cultivator in its grasp and forcefully hauling them out.
Everyone felt the world spin around them. In the next moment, they found they had already left the Undersea Palace and were now suspended above the Bloodthirsty Territory.
When they looked down at the Bloodthirsty Territory from above, all the Demon Cultivators recoiled in horror.
Because what they saw was no ordinary territory at all. The entire Bloodthirsty Territory looked as if it had been devoured by some monstrous ghost. Countless twisted faces packed together densely, forming a dome that enveloped the entire territory.
They were being pulled out of that dome by the giant black-mist hand.
Had they been saved?
The Demon Cultivators stared blankly at all of this. Then, some of them revealed expressions of relief, while others wept tears of joy.
But Bai Sha could not feel happy.
The Devil Qi swirling within that giant black-mist hand told her exactly what kind of situation they were in.
“Baby, what’s going on? Are we going to be saved?” Yin Sha pressed against Bai Sha and asked, her voice tinged with nervousness.
“I don’t know.” Bai Sha paused, then added, “But I do understand one thing: we’ve now fallen into the hands of a powerful Devil Cultivator. What this Devil Cultivator will do to us—none of us can know.”
Devil Cultivator?
Hearing Bai Sha say this, the other Demon Cultivators finally calmed down enough to examine their surroundings, and their hearts grew tense once more.
The reputation of Devil Cultivators had never been good. It seemed that whenever Devil Cultivators were mentioned, words like bloodthirsty and brutal were never far behind.
“But why would a Devil Cultivator save us?” the Star River Tortoise couldn’t help but ask, puzzled.
“Who says they’re necessarily saving us?” the Hundred-Leaf Seahorse said in a deep voice. “Perhaps the Devil Cultivator’s goal is that Eerie. We were just taken along on the side.”
Hearing the Hundred-Leaf Seahorse say this, the many Demon Cultivators all fell silent.
They had been utterly helpless before the Eerie.
And now, an unknown Devil Cultivator had brought them out of the Eerie’s grasp, proving that this Devil Cultivator was even more terrifying than the Eerie.
So there was nothing they could do. From this point on, they could do nothing but resign themselves to fate.
