When he returned to the Guan Zizai Realm, the purple-blooded demon before his eyes had vanished, along with the bloody stench and terrifying pressure. Standing before him was once more that little girl in a purple dress. Her expression was solemn as she silently gathered the belongings Si Fangyin and the others had left behind.
"Phew!"
Kun Tianchen let out a long breath.
From the look of things, he knew even more clearly that he probably would not have to die...
His thoughts gradually returned, and he recalled what had just happened. Trembling, he asked, "Did you make those ghosts and gods abandon the Yuan Ying Demon Wasteland, break up into scattered groups, change their identities, and seek survival elsewhere?"
"What else? If they stayed gathered here, it would be a dead end sooner or later. Especially after people from Tianyu Temple died here this time."
After erupting, this was the first time Zi Zhen had spoken to Kun Tianchen, and she had said so much. It moved Kun Tianchen deeply, giving him the feeling that he had once again become her teammate and earned her approval!
By the time Zi Zhen had more or less finished packing up, Kun Tianchen's mind was turning as well, pondering how this matter should be wrapped up...
Yet Zi Zhen said nothing. She merely glanced at him, then headed outside on her own.
"Hey! Hey, think of a countermeasure first!" Kun Tianchen said.
"The countermeasure is for you to shut up," Zi Zhen said.
She still looked as adorably dazed as before, but those words reminded Kun Tianchen of the terror of being dominated by her just now.
He hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand and said nothing more. He obediently followed behind Zi Zhen like a wronged little attendant, head lowered