Chapter 402: Chapter 402

402: Chapter 389: Demon Control with Blood 402: Chapter 389: Demon Control with Blood She was the most noble and elegant being in the world.

Baili An heard the disdain and pride hidden in her immature voice and suddenly thought of a creature, subconsciously saying, “No wonder you smell of milk, little girl.

You must be a kitten that’s not yet weaned, right?”

His affirmative tone made the young girl blush deeply, and she became speechless.

Li Jiujiu wondered, “Si Chen, can you smell it on her too?”

Fang Geyu said, “This kitten is a Ghost Immortal.

Her scent is naturally related to that of the…

Originating from the same source, it’s not difficult for him to detect the scent of half of his kind.”

“It’s no wonder that her milky scent makes me sleepy,” Baili An remarked.

It was like someone who had long been used to their own bed, sensing a familiar scent, and feeling drowsy.

If he were to sleep beside her at this moment, it would surely be comfortable.

Fang Geyu scoffed, “And yet, she seems excited by your scent to the extent of ten days and nights without sleep.”

Baili An thought this situation was strikingly similar to the time when, within that desolate house, he had triggered the river of fresh blood, exciting countless Demon Vines wildly underneath the house.

Could this girl be the daughter of some Demon King?

At that moment, amid the receding dark tide, suddenly a whale’s mournful cry was heard, echoing throughout the Ghost Mountain world, like a somber funeral hymn in the dark of night.

It struck at everyone’s heart, as if heralding the icy coldness of death.

Fang Geyu let out a soft grunt, clutching her head tightly.

A fast-blinking dot of golden light appeared between her eyebrows, seeming to suggest something struggling to break free.

Within the dense darkness of the fog, no light was visible, not even Baili An’s corpse demon’s night vision abilities could penetrate that darkness to glimpse the mysterious truth.

He could only faintly sense that in that dark abyss, those bronze doors spanning the three realms seemed to be slowly forced open by something.

The mournful cry of the giant whale beneath the bronze doors abruptly ceased, as if, in a blink, it was swallowed by a more terrifying and vast being.

In the darkness, something was subtly stirring.

Although clearly devoid of light, at a delicate moment, it reflected a smooth, delicate, and icy light, much like the scales of some cold-blooded creature.

Before Baili An could determine if they were indeed scales, they disappeared into the darkness, elusive and invisible.

Yet, it felt omnipresent, eerily watching your neck from behind, sending chills down the spine.

Without giving anyone a chance to react, at the moment when those icy dark scales were illuminated by a pair of huge, gloomy blue eyes, an ominous bloody wind swept violently.

The Demon Vines that were thought to withstand this dark atmosphere were swept by this wind, and instantly crumbled like dry, rotten wood, fluttering down.

Screams of terror erupted.

“What the hell is that?!”

What is the Demon Tamer doing?!”

The rotten Demon Vines lost their protective vitality, and the humans wrapped within them fell out.

They rose with their flying swords, but still could not escape the misfortune of being engulfed by the darkness and dragged into the abyss.

Those who were not yet hit by this evil wind turned pale, as if facing hell.

The young girl, who had been nestled in Baili An’s arms, finally gently pushed his body away and stood up from the narrow space within the vine.

Fearlessly and without trepidation, she looked towards the distant blue eyes and wondered, “The bronze door’s serpent, hidden all year in the three realms, is rumored to be guarding an ancient secret, never leaving that door.

Why then has it mysteriously appeared here today?”

Unlike the others, who were panic-stricken, the girl displayed true calmness.

She was frail, knew nothing of cultivation, and feared pain and hardship, but she was never afraid of death.

Her fingers gently touched the Ancient Bronze Book at her waist, and her young, clear eyes bore a sternness beyond her years.

The ancient Tree Demon towering kilometers high emitted a painful and mournful cry, as its descendants rapidly died and its own life was under great threat.

And atop the highest point of the Demon Vine, the Demon Tamer, already pale beyond recognition, was shaking like a leaf, tears and snot running down his face.

He hoarded all the Spirit Stones to himself, disregarding the safety of other cultivators who called for those stones, controlling the Demon Vines to surround him completely, forming a huge vine ball.

Desperate swearing filled the air relentlessly.

You took my Spirit Stones, and now you betray me!”

“Those from the Wandao Immortal Alliance are truly despicable!

Even if I become a Fierce Ghost, I won’t let you off!”

That bastard doesn’t even care about their own elder, just knows how to save his own life, what a shameless scoundrel!”

“Just a Loose Cultivator, that’s all they amount to!”

“Stop cursing, focus on saving your own life!

Be careful not to get swallowed by the darkness!”

Li Jiujiu also gritted her teeth and cursed shamelessly.

The Demon Vines on their bodies were quickly leaving.

Fang Geyu’s gaze was fixed on the huge dark shadow and gloomy eyes; her pale face turned utterly indifferent, “Useless efforts, the serpent has appeared, the Tree Demon can’t protect it.”

Baili An looked at her pale face, feeling a twinge of heartache, but his expression quickly turned into a firm chill.

Taking out his Autumnwater Sword, he sliced his palm, blending it with the blood of the corpse demon from the river of fresh blood, emitting an unusually cold and sweetly bewitching fragrance in the air.

His palm clenched, and his blood flowed like a fine thread down to the vines at his feet.

The called-away Demon Vines suddenly stiffened and then, as if invigorated, violently swayed, appearing extremely excited.

Those Demon Vines, blown dry and brittle by the evil wind, quickly regained their vitality.

New tender branches and leaves sprouted slowly from the cracks, symbolizing a fresh and tenacious life.

The situation reversed in an instant.

The Demon Vines were endowed with an exceptionally unique and powerful force, no longer fearing the breath of the great serpent.

The vines grew wildly, rescuing the people who had fallen into the darkness, who were meant to be instantly gone, and continued to protect them within the vine cells.

The Demon Tamer absorbing the spiritual power from the Spirit Stones suddenly realized in horror that the Demon Vines he summoned had abruptly gone out of control.

Like a tide, they moved away from him, and even his Flying Sword underfoot was directly twisted and crushed by several vines.

He screamed in despair, dancing in midair, wildly scrambling to grab the vines to avoid falling into the abyss.

But those Demon Vines slipped through his fingers like slippery eels, showing no mercy, just as he had mercilessly pulled them away from others.

The Demon Tamer cried out in terror, “Elder, save me!”

Ning Feiyan exclaimed, “How pitiful, then let me save you, shall I?”

Before the words finished, not even waiting for the Demon Tamer to fall into the darkness, a Demon Vine, like a sharp spear, pierced directly through his throat and then, with a swing, flung him towards the direction of the serpent as if using him as bait.

True enough, the serpent turned its head, indifferently breathing out icy breath and blasting his body into countless ice shards.

Baili An gave Ning Feiyan a slight smile, then shrugged his shoulders and said, “Slipped my hand.”