At this moment, Feng Yun was immensely glad he had summoned Lord of the Night Demon ahead of time. Of all the people who practiced Blood Smoke Hand, there was practically no one besides Lord of the Night Demon! At least, he was the only one who had trained it to this level!
And now Yin Devil's blood essence was running low... His resurrection had been interrupted. Blood Smoke Hand was needed as support at just the right time!
"Good!"
Fang Che immediately turned and left.
With the jade looking like it's no longer meant for me, I still have to carry blood for him... Damn, Yin Devil's treatment is pretty high-class.
"You few, protect Lord of the Night Demon."
Feng Yun gave the order.
Several Saint Lord experts acknowledged him and followed Fang Che.
Fang Che sighed inwardly again. Fine, now even the possibility of slacking off and cutting corners is gone...
Feng Yun pursed his lips as he watched Yin Devil desperately condense blood essence in the sky. He also looked toward the mound of earth on the other side, where the Yin Baleful Intent grew denser and denser, and the swirling mist expanded ever wider. Thoughts surged through his mind like a tangled skein.
"There should have been three. Why are there only two?"
"Something must have gone wrong, but what went wrong? Where?"
"Other than Yin Devil, who is the other resurrected one?"
"Where is the third one? Why has there not even been the slightest movement?"
"The underground room that appeared before had the heaviest Yin Baleful Intent, but in the end it became the cultivation ground of Xiao Wu of Azure Heaven and Azure Sky. Could the third one be over there, suppressed by the aura of Xiao Wu's inheritance?"
The more Feng Yun