"Where is that Devil Head now?"
The female disciple glanced at her cautiously and said, "Under the Sword Cleansing Pool."
"The Sword Cleansing Pool?!"
Si Shuang's expression changed drastically as she turned her head to look at the Sword Cleansing Pool below.
At that moment, the slightly pink water of the pool was gently undulating, and on its surface floated several dozen disciples immersed in deep slumber.
She tried to rush in but was restrained at her original spot by the Formation left by Xu Yuan.
"This is bad!"
Her expressions shifted rapidly, still flinching from the piercing pain she had felt only moments ago.
Even her, with a body of a Sword Spirit, suffered such excruciating agony, let alone those with their mortal flesh and bones?
Wait, thinking up to here, Si Shuang suddenly had an unbelievable realization as she looked inside her own body.