Song Wen's face was full of excitement, looking utterly flattered by the favor.
"Thank you, Demon Venerable."
Just then, Cui Xuanjing's voice suddenly rang out.
"During the battle just now, we all used our spiritual power. It will undoubtedly draw the attention of the other demon corpses in the valley. This is not a place to linger; we should leave as soon as possible."
After Cui Xuanjing finished speaking, he no longer deliberately concealed his aura. He circulated his spiritual power and sped away through the water.
Not far from him, Meng Lengyu cast Song Wen a somewhat envious glance, then hurriedly used an escape technique to chase after Cui Xuanjing.
"Gou Jun, let's go. Leave this place as soon as possible." Ye Hua's tone toward Song Wen was somewhat less cold and stern than usual, a little more even.
"Yes!"
Song Wen followed at Ye Hua's side, swiftly departing.
After Ye Hua planted the final formation flag in the proper position, the four of them left the valley and returned to the mountaintop above.
Cui Xuanjing stood atop the mountain and raised a hand. A large quantity of flesh and blood flew out, falling within the range of the formation.
The bloody fluid within the flesh dissolved into the seawater, and a thick stench of blood rapidly spread through the surroundings.
None of the flesh was thrown far away; it was all within a radius of one li.
"The demon corpses will be drawn here soon. Fellow Daoist Ye Hua, make sure you see the octopus demon's true body before activating the formation," Cui Xuanjing reminded him.
The moment his words fell, the ghostly mist below suddenly began to churn.
Several bizarre-looking fish corpses were the first to be drawn by the scent of blood. They pounced upon the