The Devil's Trap

This couldn't continue. If they kept running aimlessly, it was only a matter of time before the powerful devil lords behind them caught up.

Suddenly, Amalia tapped Kenny Lin on the shoulder, pointing in a certain direction. "Head that way."

"There's a lot of powerful demonic beast aura there." Despite his words, Kenny Lin's body faithfully followed her suggestion.

"I remember the sect leader once said that demonic beasts can detect the scent of Heavenly Dew. Strong demonic beasts might resist it, but weaker ones would go mad," Amalia explained.

"You want to lure the demonic beasts here?" Kenny Lin immediately grasped her plan.

"It would be best if we could get the scent of the Heavenly Dew onto the devil," she added. But the devil in question was a lord-level devil, making it difficult for them to get close enough.

Kenny Lin smiled and said, "Naturally, this kind of task is mine to handle, as long as it's not a Grand Lord-level devil."