"Haha, all right, Senior Red Cloud! Leave the rest to me. I'll make sure to give Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi a good teasing!"
Excited, the White Bone Demon accepted the magic power and drove the Nine-Nine Soul Refining Formation at full force.
Whoosh, whoosh!
In an instant, while Zhen Yuanzi was still staring in a daze, the red mist inside the formation expanded, enveloping him and his disciples in one fell swoop.
"A showdown that transcends space and time!"
"Now that's a bond!"
"Place your bets, place your bets! Do you think Zhen Yuanzi will cry?"
The monsters' Vine Dao Venerable Group instantly erupted with activity as the monsters flocked to watch.
Whoosh!
Inside the Nine-Nine Soul Refining Grand Formation, that familiar red mist surged back in dense waves. Zhen Yuanzi did not retreat. Instead, he inhaled deeply, drawing the red mist into his chest.
Drowsiness washed over him.
This was the very same sensation!
There was no mistaking it!
"Red Cloud, or one of his descendants?"
Feeling the endless red dust rushing toward him, Zhen Yuanzi held his breath and suppressed that sudden flutter of emotion. He spread his divine sense and immediately located the formation's core.
He pierced the mist.
He saw a woman. Bai Jingjing was holding the Nine-Nine Soul-Refining Gourd, which was currently spewing billowing red clouds.
"Freeze!"
The next second, he pointed his fly-whisk. A ray of light scattered into countless points, shooting straight toward the various cores of the Nine-Nine Soul Refining Grand Formation.
Bang!
A moment later, the White Bone Demon felt a tremendous recoil surge back at her, almost making her lose her grip on the Nine-Nine Soul-Refining Gourd.
What a joke. What cultivation did Zhen Yuanzi possess, and what cultivation did she possess? How could she possibly restrain him with a