Extracting Teeth from a Tiger's Mouth (I)

The relics from his past life had vanished without a trace, leaving the silver-haired boy furious beyond measure. Yet he was truly unwilling to withdraw from the immortal estate just like that!

After some discussion, the group set out once more, fleeing toward the depths of the secret realm...

Once they had flown out of the Bitter Sea and the Dao sounds of the immortal's lecture had become barely audible, Shen Mo suddenly stopped. "You go on ahead. I'll fish up a few more treasures, then catch up with you in a few days."

Hearing this, the puppet Yanmo nodded in agreement, while strange looks appeared on the faces of the silver-haired boy and Kang Haoxiu.

Shen Mo naturally knew what they were worried about. They feared nothing more than that he was hanging back to avoid danger, only to catch up and reap the rewards after the three ahead had cleared away every obstacle in the road.

Shen Mo immediately shook the Soul Refining Banner and released one mid-stage fifth-rank demon soul and ten fourth-rank Demon Soul Generals. After issuing them instructions, he sent a voice transmission to the silver-haired boy and the others. "For the next stretch of the journey, I won't be able to share the pressure with you three, so I'll have my Soul-Controllers contribute in my stead!"

"Unless something extraordinary happens, they won't easily perish. They are the best assistants for probing the path and testing dangers—more useful even than the puppets in Fellow Daoist Qin's hands."

Before encountering the Evil Spirits of the Left Li Kingdom, Shen Mo had also sent Demon Soul Generals ahead to clear the way.

Unfortunately, the Demon Soul Generals in front had encountered no Evil Spirits. Instead, Shen Mo and the others at the rear had been inexplicably dragged