In the air heading toward the border of Qing State.
Demon Sect's Third Elder, Yan Meishan, patted her small chest with a look of lingering fear on her face.
"I knew it, the plan really wasn't going to go smoothly! How did that little Taoist appear inside the Qingmu Secret Realm? Wasn't it said that those below Divinity Transformation couldn't enter?"
The Third Elder talked to herself and then channeled even more Spiritual Power into the magical artifact beneath her feet, hoping to fly a bit faster.
"It's a pity about that youngster from Qingmu Academy, completely played by me within the palm of my hand. I wonder if seeing his beloved explode right before his eyes will leave a shadow in his Dao heart. Tsk, but as long as he doesn't discard the handkerchief I gave him, there will be plenty of opportunities to have fun with him in the future."
At that moment, Yan Meishan was both shocked and somewhat unwilling to part with the prey she had encountered.