"The illusion arts of this demon have grown ever more formidable. Even bound by the Heavenly Dipper Cold Lock, she can still influence our Divine Souls through the Restriction on the cell door. Second Brother, once we get out, we should report this to Father and strengthen this demon's confinement."
"It should indeed be strengthened. But this demon appears to be fine for now. Let's go; we'll check the eighth level and see what exactly is going on." Ao Zhong nodded and turned to leave.
Shen Luo found this strange. The demon inside the cell had already managed to seep her demon power outside, and that still counted as no problem?
Yet Ao Hong and the others did not seem particularly concerned. They followed behind Ao Zhong toward the eighth level, and as an outsider, Shen Luo found it difficult to say anything. He stepped forward and followed them.
Within the prison cave on the seventh level, the red-haired snake demon watched the group and let out a shrill, sinister giggle. Even after they disappeared behind the rocks, her laughter could still be heard.
"Brother Ao, what kind of demon is that snake-haired woman?" Shen Luo still felt that something was amiss, so he sent a voice transmission to Ao Hong beside him.
"That demon is called a Tear Demon, an exceptionally sinister race among the East Sea Demon Race. So long as you meet her gaze, she can invade your Divine Soul, uncover many of your memories, and transform into the appearance that would make you lower your guard the most, based on the weaknesses in your heart." Ao Hong seemed somewhat downcast as he replied softly.
He had just fallen prey to that demon's illusion and seen Ying'er.
"Invade another person's Divine Soul? That truly is a terrifying