【Law of the Abyss】

"Hurry up." Mu Bei urged again.

The black soul-eating insect said in a trembling voice: "Will I... die?"

Mu Bei said gently: "No."

It was still uncertain: "Really?"

Lingbao was watching anxiously: "Trust us, nothing will happen."

It gritted its teeth, raised the Qingmao wooden sword, and stabbed hard at the light spot.

"what--"

A sharp pain came, its hand trembled, and the knife slipped from its hand. Soon a small hole appeared in the middle of its body, and countless black spiritual powers emerged from it.

The Qingmao wooden sword that had just fallen disappeared, and a large amount of wood spiritual power emerged and entangled with the black spiritual power. The two spiritual powers pulled at each other, and both wanted to kill each other.

As the two forces pulled at it, the body of the black soul-eating insect was constantly changing. Every change was a huge pain for it. It felt like its body was constantly being torn apart and constantly growing back.

Lingbao was so scared watching from the side that he kept asking Mubei questions.

"Mother, how is it? It looks so miserable."

"Yeah, it's okay. It's inevitable to feel uncomfortable. It will be fine soon."

"Can you still bear it?" Mu Bei asked the black soul-eating insect.

"Mom...it hurts..." It had already started to talk nonsense.

Lingbao had a strange feeling in his heart, he felt that his mother was going to be taken away.

It wanted to say loudly to it, that is my mother, you are not allowed to steal my mother, you have to go find your own mother. But when it saw its painful look, it thought, forget it, I will let you scream this time, but you are not allowed to do it again in the future.

Mu Bei injected a trace of wood spiritual power into its body, and its body gradually stretched out.

"Mom, it feels so good."

Seeing that it was getting better, Mu Bei began to exert his strength. The spiritual power of wood turned into a green sword and slashed towards the restrictions on its body.

There was a clang sound, and the chains on the black restriction broke.

The black soul-eating insect emanated a large amount of black gas, and its body deflated immediately like a deflated black balloon.

Its body gradually became transparent. When Lingbao saw it, he shouted with joy.

"Mom, it's free. It turns out it looks like this, just like me when I was a child."

A trace of wood spiritual power wrapped it gently like a piece of green gauze. Its body became smaller and smaller, until it was as small as a spot of light in a dewdrop, rolling into the wood spiritual power.

Chou Dali's face changed drastically. He lost the connection with the black soul-eating insect. The spiritual power in his body went out of control and wandered around, causing his spiritual platform to shake.

He quickly withdrew his hand, adjusted his breathing and spiritual power, and it took him a while to recover.

"You... despicable, how could you break my ban and snatch my Soul-Eating Insect?" Chou Dali accused Mu Bei loudly.

Mu Bei's face was calm and his emotions could not be seen.

Lei Yinuo heard it and said with a smile: "How about it, defeated general? Do you want to call me 'Grandpa'? Maybe I can let you go."

Chou Dali glared at him fiercely but dared not say anything.

Mu Bei withdrew his spiritual power, and the green light on his hand was like a thin thread, coming out of Chou Dali's body and wrapping around his hand. A drop of dew rolled down his palm. He poked it with his fingertips, and it turned around in his palm and disappeared.

"Mom, I'm going to sleep." Lingbao yawned and lay down on the green bed.

The black soul-eating insect also followed it and rolled on it.

Lingbao made a small space for it to lie down, and it suddenly thought of a question.

"Mother, it doesn't have a name yet, what should we call it?"

The black soul-eating insect was a little tired, so it tried to keep its eyes open as wide as possible and look around.

Finally, it tilted its little head back and looked upwards.

"Mom, give it a name." There was a black mole on its forehead that looked like a sesame seed.

Mu Bei suddenly had an idea. He got it. He called...

"Sesame, do you like it?"

The black soul-eating insect nodded slightly and kept muttering.

"Sesame, Sesame, I have a name now. My name is Sesame."

Seeing Mu Bei standing there alone for a long time, Lei Yinuo thought he was thinking about something and didn't dare to disturb him. However, Chou Dali took the opportunity to run away, so Lei Yinuo hurriedly reminded him.

"Brother, he's running away."

Mu Bei came to his senses and immediately summoned out the 'Meteor Sword' and stabbed it straight at him. Chou Dali had no choice but to fight back.

Without the soul-eating insect to help him absorb the opponent's spiritual power, his strength was greatly reduced.

After just a few moves, he was forced to retreat repeatedly by Mu Bei. He opened his hands, stomped his feet heavily on the ground, stretched his shoulders, clenched his fists, and the two horns on his head grew several feet long, like two sharp scimitars, stabbing towards Mu Bei fiercely.

Mu Bei waved his hands and shouted, "Tangle!"

Countless vines stretched out from his back and tightly wrapped around Chou Dali's horns, making Chou Dali unable to move.

He grabbed the vines tightly with both hands and pulled back hard. The vines wrapped around his entire arms tightly, making it impossible to get through.

Lei Yinuo found him so funny that he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha, hahaha..."

"That's so funny. Look, does he look like a flower stand with horns?"

His laughter attracted Mo Dazhuang's attention, and Mo Dazhuang laughed as well.

"Wu...laugh...wood..."

Chou Dali was feeling depressed. As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that what he said was very incoherent, which made Lei Yinuo laugh again.

"Good grandson, you can't even speak when you see your grandfather."

Chou Dali was holding back his anger and was very unhappy. He roared and thrust his hand into his chest. A bright yellow light flashed from his body and Lei Yinuo's face changed drastically.

"Oh my god, he's going to blow himself up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a yellow bead lay in Chou Dali's palm. A trace of determination flashed across his face and he stared at Mu Bei.

"If I'm not happy, no one else can be happy either." He saw that the bead was about to be crushed by him.

Mu Bei made his move, and the Meteorite Sword hit Chou Dali's wrist directly. His wrist loosened, and the bead fell to the ground. A trace of green wood spiritual power wrapped around it, gently lifted it up, and placed it in Mu Bei's palm.

"Why are you doing this again?"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to take action, do it quickly. I'm not afraid of you."

Mu Bei smiled slightly, "If you want to die, it's not that easy."

"What do you want to do?" A trace of fear flashed in Chou Dali's eyes.

"Take him back." Mu Bei tied the man up and handed him over to the Huo family.

On the other side, Shen Yin was also captured, and all other beast cultivators of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect were also captured.

After discussion, everyone decided to lock all the beast cultivators in the fire prison and deal with them separately later.

At the Huo family, Huo Gongming was overjoyed when he saw everyone, it seemed that everything was going very well.

Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, Huo Gongming's face changed drastically. "Not good!"

"Grandpa, what's going on?" Huo Changjin looked at him worriedly.

"Follow me to the Fire Butterfly Valley quickly. The situation has changed. Something has happened to the Fire Wind Tree."