Inside the Ancestral Hall in the Land of Swamps, where the demon's body was sealed.
To eliminate any chance of complications, Mr. Enemy simply traveled through spatial rifts, returning here as quickly as possible.
Only then did he return control of the body to Shanhu.
When Shanhu opened his eyes, he instinctively took a step forward, only to fall straight to the ground because his consciousness and body were out of sync.
The more often and the longer Mr. Enemy controlled his body, the more Shanhu felt that this body was no longer his own. The delay when he tried to command it grew increasingly pronounced.
His expression turned ugly, and he was in no mood to speak even as he climbed to his feet.
Mr. Enemy naturally knew why Shanhu's expression had soured.
But he no longer intended to explain anything. Once he obtained the demon's body before them, he could leave Shanhu.
Then all their problems would be easily resolved.
And he believed that "keeping his promise" would also make Shanhu trust him more.
"Woman, undo this Sealing, and don't even think about trying anything."
Shion bit her lip. "My mother created the Sealing here herself. My abilities aren't enough. I can only wear away the key markings within it little by little, and that takes a great deal of time."
Mr. Enemy glanced at her. "You have three days. Undo it or die."
Shion replied bluntly, "I can't. You might as well kill me now."
Shanhu immediately seized Shion by the throat and lifted her into the air.
All three of Shanhu's eyes stared fixedly at her. Without a word, he subjected Shion to the immense pressure of impending death.
"Believe me, sometimes death isn't a release, but the beginning of suffering."
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