I knew very well that acrostic phrases were only the first step.
They were merely the first clue to finding Yellow Springs Valley.
Yellow Springs Valley had stood for a thousand years, dominating the Feng Shui mystic world. Naturally, it had its reasons.
I continued questioning her.
"Once we get to this place, what should we do? Keep answering me with acrostic phrases?"
The woman was slightly stunned by this. Her eyes darted about, and her expression twitched.
Seeing this, Daoist Qingshan hurriedly cast a spell.
"Seal!"
At the same time, he struck her forehead with his palm.
He was strengthening the power of the spell seal.
Leng Binglong, pinned to the ground, continued struggling and letting out muffled roars. Clearly, those words had already exposed Yellow Springs Valley's core intelligence. If she revealed any more, Yellow Springs Valley might truly be exposed.
But with his master holding him down, he could do nothing.
About three seconds later, the young woman spoke again.
"Mirror, mirror flowers, water moon..."
Mirror flowers, water moon—the character "mirror."
I waited expectantly for what she would say next.
But just as she reached that point, her body suddenly convulsed.
With a pfft, she spat out a mouthful of blood. A blood-red character for "Leng" appeared between her brows.
The instant that character appeared, a force clearly began gathering.
Daoist Qingshan immediately shouted.
"Back away!"
No one dared let down their guard, and everyone retreated.
The next second, there was a bang. The character "Leng" exploded, and before the young woman could make a sound, her head shattered, leaving a huge hole.
Green ghostfire burned across her body as her soul scattered.
"Her soul has scattered. The spell seal was triggered."
Pan Ling spoke.
"Damn it! The spell seal was triggered after all!"
I said regretfully.