Riverside Trap

Between life and betrayal, the Three-Eyed Demon Cultivator could choose the former without hesitation, but he would not speak so easily. Otherwise, once he lost his value, death and the destruction of his soul would be his fate in an instant.

"I'm glad you remembered. Next, Qing Feng!"

Luo Hong needed the two demons to recall valuable information, but only needed them to recall it.

As soon as his words fell, an azure shadow shot out from Luo Hong's sleeve and entered the Three-Eyed Demon Cultivator's brow at a speed he had no time to react to.

The Next Moment, an expression of extreme pain appeared on the Three-Eyed Demon Cultivator's monkey-like face, yet it was as though his body had been seized, leaving him unable to utter even the slightest cry.

The rat demon had thought there was still a chance to find a path to survival, but when he saw Luo Hong suddenly make his move, despair immediately filled his heart. Then, seeing Luo Hong turn his gaze toward him, his rat eyes widened to their limits as he howled:

"No!"

Before the echo faded, the rat demon felt a dizzying spin. After being struck with a bang, his eyes reflected his own body being torn apart.

After casually wiping out the rat demon in body and soul, Luo Hong looked toward the Three-Eyed Demon Cultivator, who was somewhat stiffly rotating his neck, and asked flatly:

"How was it? What did this demon recall at the last moment?"

Although the Three-Eyed Demon Cultivator's appearance had not changed, his bearing was completely different from before. Clearly, Qing Feng had already seized his body.

"Reporting to my lord, after examining this demon's memories, I discovered that he had always relied on his spirit-eye divine ability to spy on the Shapeshifted