"This fellow..."
"Death is at hand and he still pulls this stunt?" Wine Sword Immortal of the Ten Thousand Sword Gate couldn't help speaking as he watched the endless drizzle sweeping continuously over the altar.
Those whose strength reached the level of Dou Xian could already rely on instinct to produce a sense of impending danger, but this drizzling rain gave everyone a completely ordinary feeling, so nobody felt that anything was amiss.
At this moment, as the drizzle fell, Xuan Cang, who was hidden above the black-red cloud, gently opened his jade gourd. Then, drops of liquid that were completely indistinguishable from ordinary water dripped directly into the black-red cloud, blending with the ordinary rainwater along the black-red cloud.
"This rain... has something strange about it!" Behind them, the Xiao Yan Trio had searched for Cai Lin and Mu Yingying ever since entering Xuan Ling Mountain, relying on their familiarity with the two.
"Do not touch this rain."
"Let us head underground first." Xiao Yan glanced at King Xuan Ling, who was being besieged by seven Dou Xian in the sky, a trace of fear inexplicably sprouting in his heart for some reason.
"Let us go." Long Yi and his companion exchanged glances and didn't linger, directly following Xiao Yan toward the underground, fortunately without being contaminated by the rainwater.
"King Xuan Ling, play no tricks."
"You are already at death's door." Looking at King Xuan Ling's unperturbed expression facing the seven of them, the Puppet Mansion Master stepped directly forward and said.
"Oh... Is that so?"
"Then you are entirely welcome to try!" King Xuan Ling knew that even if the Soul Controlling Guide was mixed into ordinary rain, bringing its medicinal power into full play would probably still require a considerable amount of time, so he prepared