"Everything is going according to plan."
Within the Yellow Springs Hell Ruins, Blade Ghost folded his arms across his chest as he watched Dugu Qingxiao's Ghost Marshal body successfully swallow Xu Ziyan's clone, his eyes likewise brimming with excitement.
With that, even if Mad Monk intervened, he would have no more misgivings.
In fact, he was faintly looking forward to fighting Mad Monk.
"Boom...!"
Just then, as Dugu Qingxiao chewed the remains of Xu Ziyan's clone, his aura suddenly erupted outward as though beyond his control.
At the same time, all the heads on that enormous body roared in agony, except the one whose mouth still held the remains of Xu Ziyan's clone.
Only the head that had swallowed Xu Ziyan's body remained frozen there, its eyes full of terror.
"Boom! Boom, boom, boom...!"
Amid a series of deafening explosions, the eight heads roaring in agony burst apart one after another.
That body, which had originally looked incomparably enormous.
It, too, changed little by little, and the aura spreading from it gradually drew inward.
At this sight, Xu Taiping took a deep breath and said:
"It looks like the Meng Po Soup has taken effect. Second Senior Brother is regaining his senses."
As he spoke, Dugu Qingxiao, whose body had returned to normal, stared at the clone's remains on the ground with utter disbelief on his face, remaining stunned and speechless for a long time.
Only after a long while did he speak:
"Zi... Ziyan! Ziyan!"
The sight filled Xu Taiping's heart with lingering fear.
He felt that, had they not been here this time, this despair would surely have overwhelmed Second Senior Brother's mind.
Beside him, Blade Ghost frowned and gave a cold laugh.
"That Mad Monk must be wild with joy right now, no?"
After sensing Xu Ziyan's