"The Ancestral Dragon Soul awakened inside Ao Hong and took control of him and Yuan Qiu. I tried to stop him, but sadly, I was no match for him," the Tear Demon said, her eyes reddening and brimming with tears.
"What exactly happened? Why did he take control of Ao Hong and Yuan Qiu and lead them away?" Shen Luo asked.
"He said he needed their blood essence as sacrificial offerings to help him obtain a treasure, so he took them to the fifth floor. He also ordered me to guard this place and let no one go up. Otherwise, instead of drawing only some of Ao Hong and Yuan Qiu's blood essence as an offering, he would sacrifice them entirely," the Tear Demon said.
"The Ancestral Dragon Soul resides in Ao Hong's body. Why would he use him as a sacrifice?" Shen Luo asked, frowning in confusion.
"I don't know either. That was what he said, anyway. The Ape Ancestor and Manjushri came through here earlier too. Without a word, they attacked me. I could only flee in a hurry, and then a horde of demons surrounded me..." the Tear Demon said breathlessly.
Shen Luo sighed, took a white jade porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out a pill, and handed it to the Tear Demon.
"Take this and regulate your breathing to recover," Shen Luo said, then handed her the entire bottle as well.
The Tear Demon froze. A complicated look flashed through her eyes as she slowly accepted it.
She swallowed the pill, put away the bottle, then sat cross-legged on the ground with her eyes closed and began tending to her injuries.
At that moment, the Northern Abyss Kun stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Let her recover here. We need to keep moving.