Recently, Yue Xuanji had noticed that the desire carried within Shen Chuanlian's divine soul no longer fluctuated at all. This should have been cause for joy, yet it inexplicably stirred a thread of unease in her heart.
If Shen Chuanlian remained this way, would her own desire remain unchanged forever, never disappearing?
This was clearly the perfect opportunity to eliminate the Demon God, yet the Patriarch of the Mystic Sect had not instructed Xia Wanwan to act.
The emergence of this thought startled even her. As the Heavenly Dao, how could she entertain such an idea?
Thus, she hurriedly extracted her private thoughts and turned them into a wisp of consciousness that descended into the mortal world.
It arrived at the Temple of the Star Lord of Fate.
"The Phoenix will not willingly acknowledge a master. It loathes evil demons!" The Divine Statue pondered for a moment, then dimmed after saying this.
It seemed unwilling to reveal too much about the divine beast's fate.
The woman smiled, the corners of her lips lifting slightly, then transformed into a streak of white light and swept away.
She had already thought of a way to make Xia Wanwan deal with the Demon God as soon as possible!
Another uneventful night passed in the mortal world.
Early the next morning, numerous Clan Elders and members of the Liu Family arrived at the Ninth Prince's Residence.
After hearing that the Ninth Prince had departed for war, they had all come to comfort and visit Liu Wan and her daughter, using the child's adoption into the family as their reason.
The hall was packed with people.
Shen Chuanlian stood outside the hall. He had changed early that morning into the clothes Liu Wan had carefully prepared for him. His little hand clutched Zi Mu's sleeve