As the Heaven-Earth Profound Restriction Grand Formation was broken, the Nine-Headed Insect's figure came into view.
He was no longer in his earlier blood-red giant bird form. His lower body still resembled a giant bird, but he now had nine heads, each atop a neck like a giant serpent. His entire body was wrapped in flame-like red light, making him look as terrifying as a demonic god of the Primordial Wilderness.
Watching the three streaks of escaping light still faintly visible at the edge of the sky, all nine of his heads let out furious howls. In an instant, thick mist as red as fresh blood surged out of his body, swelling into a blood cloud that blotted out the sky and sun. Bearing him aloft, it rolled forward like raging waves in pursuit, targeting the slowest of the three-the Mirage Monster.
Shen Luo paid no heed to whether the Ba Serpent and the others lived or died. At this moment of life and death, their survival depended on their own fortunes. He unleashed Wingspan Thousand Li at full strength and flew several thousand li before stopping, then switched to Yimu Immortal Escape to make his way toward the cave abode.
The rest of the journey passed without incident. Just under an hour later, he slipped silently back into the cave abode.
Yuan Yuan and the Little White Dragon were still healing in the secluded chamber, and he could faintly hear the rushing of magic power within.
Shen Luo did not go in to disturb them. He took out the Cosmic Bag and tapped it.
Black light flashed at the mouth of the bag, and Wuman'er flew out of it, landing on the ground.
"I knew you would bring us back safely, Brother Shen," Wuman'er said joyfully when she saw