Zhu Youmu sat cross-legged in meditation. Within his meditative trance, he engaged in Spirit Union with the witch, and his skeleton rapidly grew, his torso stretching and his limbs thickening...
In just a few hours, his body transformed from that of a young boy into a man in his prime!
His pale yellow jacket burst apart as his body expanded, its torn pieces hanging from him.
He remained oblivious, still trapped in the demonic illusion, unable to extricate himself.
Only after three days and three nights did Stone God Princess slowly open her eyes on a black reef thousands of miles away, a smug expression on her face.
An arhat monk with a thousand years of cultivation was a tremendous tonic for those on the Demonic Path. If she could drain all his essence, qi, spirit, and blood, she would not only gain many sixty-year cycles of Dao practice, but also temporarily escape the fetters of the Blood God Scripture.
While drawing Zhu Youmu into the demonic illusion, she had also been working her sorcery on Jiang Xuejun.
Stone God Princess sensed something terrifying living inside Jiang Xuejun, though it had been temporarily suppressed and sealed. It was profoundly evil, and even under suppression, it could still quietly influence Jiang Xuejun's emotions. Once Stone God Princess recognized it as Heavenly Lust Cult Master, she hesitated.
She merely wanted to put a little more pressure on Shi Feiyang, not truly drive him into an all-out rage. Nor did she want to destroy the world. All she wanted was to free Deng Yin so they could stay together forever.
She had initially put her efforts into Han E. If Shi Feiyang had truly taken Han E, she would have been able to use her to secretly control Shi Feiyang's primordial spirit from