"This wasn't my husband's fault either. After all, no one in the Three Realms had ever seen the Bone Spirit Cold Fire."
"But from now on, I'm afraid the calamity of the Journey to the West will come to an end. Leng Hua's appearance makes it look like he has already fallen into demonic possession."
"I'm afraid he doesn't merely want to kill his mother. He may even go to Western Liang Women's Country and destroy everything he sees."
Xiaobai's eyes were filled with helplessness as she spoke.
"After calculating everything a thousand times over, I never expected this to be the Bone Spirit Cold Fire, one of the Nine Great Exotic Fires."
"Nor did I expect the power of the Bone Spirit Cold Fire to be so terrifying."
"I carefully set everything up, hoping to change the trajectory of the Journey to the West. But now, it seems all my efforts have gone to waste."
Wu Feng looked at Xiaobai, regret and self-reproach showing in his eyes.
Within the Mirror of Contemplation, the blue Bone Spirit Cold Fire was about to land on Dielan's head. Snowflakes began drifting through the entire ruined house.
"As your mother, I only ask for death. That can be considered repayment for the pain and loneliness you've suffered all these years."
"I ask only one thing of you. I hope you can spare Western Liang Women's Country, as well as these monks who came from the Tang Dynasty."
Dielan raised her head and closed her eyes, her expression resolute.
Leng Hua no longer hesitated. He threw back his head and laughed wildly in the wind. "Hahahaha! I knew it! I knew it!"
"All of this will be paid back to you!"
Fahai used the last bit of True Qi in his body to condense