Shen Luo scrutinized them for a moment before noticing that the expressions on Yuan Qiu's and Ao Hong's faces were utterly blank. There was no divine light in their eyes either, leaving them hollow and vacant.
When he looked at the other Demon Race cultivators, he found that they were all more or less the same. Only Ao Hong was somewhat unusual, with a faint white mark on his brow that none of the others possessed.
Yuan Qiu, who had originally only been at the Great Vehicle Stage, had somehow become a True Immortal cultivator as well.
"Stop calling out. They can't hear anything now, and even if they could, they wouldn't be able to do anything," the Two-Headed Black Dragon suddenly said slowly in a hoarse voice.
"Puppet Law..."
Manjushri's expression turned grave. He knew full well what it meant to be able to control so many Taiyi True Immortal cultivators at once.
"How can a demon imprisoned within the Demon Suppression Tower still possess such formidable power?" Nie Caizhu asked with a frown.
"The Ancestral Dragon Soul has taken over its body. It may have also used some kind of secret art," Shen Luo said with a sigh.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, since things have come to this, why don't we join forces? No matter who wants the Demon-Revealing Mirror, they'll have to get rid of this fellow first, won't they?" Ape Ancestor called out, still maintaining his demonic form.
"Fine. But during the battle, you must not harm my two friends." Shen Luo pointed out Ao Hong and Yuan Qiu from among the ninety-nine people and instructed them.
"Agreed," Ape Ancestor replied.
A golden treasure sword appeared in Manjushri's hand. With a solemn expression, he raised one palm and said, "My Buddha is compassionate."
The moment his words