Why would Feng Jun need Zhang Caixin to remind him? He did not understand Mud Country's language, but his perception was simply too powerful.
He could sense someone's attention probing toward them—the other party's intent was far too obvious.
So without hesitation, he launched a Divine Sense attack. Why was he being so simple and brutal? The reason was clear: the other side was alone, with no companions to get in the way.
That person collapsed decisively, falling straight into the muddy water on the ground.
With a light leap, Feng Jun brought Zhang Caixin and Good Scenery down to the ground, then raised a hand and summoned the black shadow over.
The black shadow had a human head and a serpent's body, and was only at the Ninth Layer of Mortal Transcendence. Although it looked incredibly bizarre and terrifying, there was no doubt that, in its eyes, Feng Jun was the more terrifying existence.
It kept twisting its body, trying to escape Feng Jun, but unfortunately, that was futile.
The whimpering sounds coming from it grew a little louder, but it was a rainy night, and the rain was falling heavily. The rustling sound was everywhere, so this noise could not travel far.
Feng Jun raised his hand and retrieved the Immortal-Binding Cord from its body. Just as it shot outward, he flipped his wrist, and an exquisite little pagoda appeared in his empty hand. With a whoosh, the black shadow vanished into Little Tower.
This was the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda, a rather useless artifact from Jade Ruins. Still, it was quite convenient for Feng Jun to use. He directly embedded a Spirit Stone into the pagoda, then put the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda away.
"Luo Hao is inside," Feng Jun said casually. "Take him away. Don't kill him. I have questions