Maybe I shouldn't die.

But unexpectedly,

Wait until the black-clothed male cultivator finishes the inspection.

No monster emerged from the black hole as they had imagined.

All the monks present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at this outcome, including Han Qingshu who was staring at them from a distance.

Especially the black-robed male cultivator did not delay.

After checking there, he immediately turned around and prepared to come back.

But at this moment, something strange happened.

In Han Qingshu's eyes, the moment when Senior Xuanyi turned around.

A black and red thread appeared in the center of the black hole. The thread was extremely thick and looked twice as thick as the thread of fate she had seen before.

It even has a hint of golden light.

The golden light is extremely faint, and if you don't look closely, you won't notice it at all.

Just like when she used her peripheral vision to look at it before, she did not notice any golden light on it.

But Han Qingshu didn't even have time to reflect on himself.

At this moment, her heart was filled with uncontrollable fear.

That's golden light!

It is impossible for a monster to have any merits from heaven, and of course it is impossible for it to be a son of destiny favored by heaven.

There is only one possibility for the golden light to appear on its destiny line - the great rules within its body have reached perfection.

That is the golden light that comes with the law of perfection.

Incarnation! Incarnation! That is a high-level monster equivalent to the Incarnation level.

It only takes a moment to figure it out.

She almost shouted.

"Senior, be careful, that is a demonic creature."

Just as he finished speaking, a hand as white as jade slowly rose out from the position where the red line emerged in the center of the black hole.

The moment it appeared, the spiritual energy near the black hole rushed towards it frantically.

It swept through at an extremely fast speed, forming a storm of inspiration.

The steps of the black-robed male cultivator who was about to leave were immediately blocked by the storm.

at the same time,

An extremely violent and bloody extraterritorial demonic energy spread rapidly in all directions with the black hole as the center.

Those Nascent Souls who were standing five meters away from the black hole immediately felt dizzy.

I couldn't help feeling restless in my heart.

In more serious cases, a slight redness can be seen in the fundus of the eyes.

However, they reacted quickly and retreated several meters the moment they realized something was wrong.

They are all like this,

Not to mention the black-robed male cultivator who was closer.

At this moment, he tried his best to stay conscious even though his sixth sense was frantically reminding him to run.

But he couldn't even lift his feet.

He even heard Han Qingshu's shouting, but what was the use?

He had no control over his actions at all.

Those Nascent Souls soon discovered this, but they were unable to resist the influence of the evil energy from outside the domain.

Despite this, those Nascent Soul demon cultivators still wanted to rush in without hesitation.

Even if it's life-threatening.

They also want to rescue Lord Black Turtle.

But there was a figure that was faster than them—a puppet holding a big sword.

It's Han Qingshu's puppet.

Perhaps it’s because the distance is far, or perhaps it’s because of the special nature of the technique.

She was the only one present who was not affected.

The other is bacteria.

But she couldn't guarantee that she would not be affected if she got any closer, not to mention that a storm had already formed there.

She couldn't even withstand the storm.

However, this does not mean that she has no other options.

There is also a Nascent Soul puppet in the storage bracelet!

The puppet is faster than her, and there is no need to worry about it being affected by the evil energy from outside the domain.

And the puppet did not disappoint her expectations.

It rushed to Senior Xuanyi at a very fast speed, picked him up and walked out.

It was also at the moment when the puppet lifted up the senior.

The storm in that area paused for a moment.

But it was only for a moment, and then it swept even more violently.

It was as if the owner of the hand had discovered the situation here.

It does not want its prey to escape.

So they planned to use a stronger storm to trap their prey in place.

This approach is not in vain.

The storm, which suddenly intensified several times, did indeed trip up the puppet.

Although it was still retreating with its predecessors, the speed of retreat had become extremely slow.

There is no way around it.

Although the puppet is not afraid of the contamination of demonic energy or the loss of vitality, it is indeed unable to avoid physical means such as storms.

And that hand, after causing an even more violent storm,

The speed at which it stretched out also became much faster than before.

It's just a moment.

The entire palm has been fully revealed.

As more and more parts of the hand appeared in the black hole, the storm caused by the inspiration absorbed by it became more and more intense.

The concentration of extraterritorial demonic energy near the black hole is also increasing.

The puppet's pace of departure was slowed down again.

The elder in black clothes who was being carried by him became even more unclear in mind, which was not very clear to begin with.

If you look closely, you can even see that his entire eyes have been dyed red, and only the deepest part of the pupil still retains the last bit of clarity.

But this kind of clarity and clarity will not last long.

But at this moment, no one noticed this.

All the monks stared at the puppet's movements with bated breath, praying continuously in their hearts.

Faster, faster.

But there is always a difference between reality and expectations.

Not only did the puppet's movement of leaving not speed up, but under the increasingly violent storm, its pace of leaving became even slower.

"That does not work."

One of the demon cultivators spoke first.

He even planned to rush in as soon as he finished speaking.

Another demon cultivator stopped him and said:

"Zhu Huan, calm down. You will only cause more trouble if you go over there."

Other demon cultivators also followed suit:

"Yeah, if you go over now you'll only give the monster a fighting chance."

After observing for so long, they also discovered that the hand was using the absorbed inspiration to fight against the restrictions of the world's rules.

The spiritual energy here is not very strong.

That's why it extends so slowly.

But if the vitality of a Nascent Soul demon cultivator is added, no one dares to imagine the consequences.

Zhu Huan was too worried about Senior Xuangui before, so he didn't think about this for a while. But when his companions reminded him of this, he reacted instantly.

He can sacrifice his life to save Master Black Turtle.

But he also didn't want the life he sacrificed to become a helper to the monster.

When he realized this, he became depressed and his voice became low.

"We can't just watch the adults get captured by monsters like this."

No one can answer this question.

Everyone can see what is happening.

As the hand stretched out more and more, the spiritual energy it could absorb would also increase, and the storm in that area would naturally become bigger.

The affected area near the limiting membrane hole is also getting larger and larger.

They had all retreated several meters.

In this way, the distance the puppet needs to travel to completely leave is increasing, but its speed is becoming slower and slower.