"Shut up, you melodramatic woman!"
"I already told you, I've got your back!"
An Xin gritted her teeth as that thick book appeared, floating above her head.
Zhao Qingyi sighed softly and said no more.
Until...
A voice rang out.
"Humans?"
The voice was low and hoarse, yet carried a hint of refinement and gentleness.
But that hoarseness spoiled it.
Instead, it sounded somewhat sinister.
A monkey wearing a scholar's robe slowly emerged from behind the beasts, walking toward the two with his hands behind his back.
With a single step, he seemed to cross space itself and stood before them.
His eyes shone with wisdom.
Surging demonic energy radiated from his body, exerting tremendous pressure.
As the two felt it, despair began to set in.
Demon Lord level.
He might even be the lord of Eagle Ravine Mountain...
That terrifying pressure cut off their last chance of survival.
"Heh..."
"So what if we're human?"
"Bitch, I'm going on ahead!"
With barely any hesitation, An Xin seized her pink backpack, the book above her head flipping furiously.
A violent surge of energy churned within her.
The precursor to self-detonation.
Everyone knew exactly what they would face if they became prisoners of the Demon Clan in the Demon Domain.
Killing themselves before capture was already an unspoken agreement.
And at the instant of self-detonation, she would split off a strand of energy to destroy the Demon Cores in her backpack, along with that Heavenly Demon Flower.
It would all happen in an instant.
"Alas..."
The monkey sighed softly, and the raging energy inside An Xin was instantly suppressed.
Even the book above her head stopped flipping.
It became still again.
"Young lady, you still have a long road ahead."
"Why speak so lightly of life and death?"
The monkey's voice remained