Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

The woman's eyes darted away, and she glanced at Han Ziyan unintentionally. She was just a low-level henchman, and she only had a vague understanding of the higher-ups' plans.

The latest news is that they are to obey Han Ziyan, the son who has recently become quite favored by the Demon King. Several months have passed, and this is the first time Han Ziyan has summoned them, ordering them to disguise themselves as Yuewu and use the demon sword to attack the disciples.

She was always shrewd and perceptive, and from this she guessed some of Han Ziyan's intentions. She also knew that it wouldn't be that simple, and that there would definitely be a backup plan.

So she said she would keep half, hoping to save her life, not to anger Xuan Shen, and not to offend Han Ziyan, lest the demon race lose her place.

Hearing the answer, they were no longer of much use. With a flick of their finger, four talismans were unfolded. With a wave of their arms, the talismans stuck to the four people and spontaneously combusted without fire, causing them all to faint.

The disciples were no longer afraid and cautiously gathered around, whispering amongst themselves.

"I never expected that Xiaoxiao was actually a demon spy. I've been chasing her for so long, and she always said we weren't on the same path. Turns out she's not even human."

"And then there's this Huang Sulang, who especially loves eating chicken. I even dreamt about him describing how delicious chicken is. He's definitely a weasel."

They all shook their heads, fearing that the person might suddenly wake up. Seeing the flimsy vines, the disciples spontaneously took out their ropes and whips and tied the person up tightly.

Another disciple volunteered, pushing aside those who were standing nearby. "Let me do it! I've taught myself a hundred ways to tie a rope."

Faced with the strange looks from others, he silently lowered his head and obediently tied the rope, inadvertently revealing some secrets.

Moon Mist stood still, releasing her divine sense to sense the location of the core of the secret realm. Suddenly, a crystal core appeared in the three-dimensional light screen, but it didn't look good. The pale yellow halo was very dim, and it was surrounded by black mist.

It seems to have been corrupted by the black mist.

Not quite sure of their purpose, Moon Mist's bad premonition continued to affect her, and she had a chilling feeling of being watched.

We should go out earlier.

The problem is how to remove the black energy from the core. We can't just destroy it. This space was created by the founding patriarch to help newly initiated disciples hone their skills. If we destroy it, things will get very messy.

Is this their scheme?

Thinking that the original owner only fell into demonic possession in the secret realm, could it be that she didn't fall for Han Ziyan's scheme, which triggered the subsequent changes?

The effects of a core corrupted by black energy and a jade pendant tainted with demonic energy should be the same.

If they stay too long, they will all turn into demons, and if they are not careful, their demonic energy will explode and they will die. They will all be wiped out.

So cruel!

When Yuewu and Xuanshen discussed this issue, Xuanshen's usually upturned lips straightened up for once, and his expression became serious. Demonic energy is extremely domineering, and once you are tainted by it, it is not easy to get rid of, at least not something that their group of people can do.

If we count from the first day we entered the secret realm, more than ten days have passed, and the invasion of demonic energy has become very deep.

He glanced at his disciples and found that only five of them possessed fire spiritual roots. Apart from Han Ziyan's top-grade fire spiritual root, the others had ordinary aptitudes and were of little use in dispelling demonic energy.

Needless to say, Han Ziyan is a spy chief. Who knows if he might secretly do something underhanded? It would be great if there were other top-grade fire spirit roots or lightning spirit roots that are naturally able to restrain demonic energy.

This reminds Moon Mist that when it comes to top-grade fire, there are so few Phoenixes, the masters of fire.

It was quite a coincidence that the stupid system 66 had just used most of her points to exchange for the phoenix image, and now was the perfect time to use it.

"Let it out."

Ji Ci understood perfectly and opened the spirit beast pouch. There was no movement. Ji Ci looked down and saw that the beast was fast asleep.

Reluctantly, it was poured out, and this time the main character finally made its appearance.

The little red chick staggered to its feet, chirping angrily at Ji Ci and kicking her a few times before finally huffing and puffing as it flew toward Yue Wu's shoulder.

Ji Ci patted the chicken claw print and laughed helplessly. Although it was a legendary mythical beast, the phoenix, it was unexpectedly lazy.

I also particularly like moon mist.

Moon Mist held the chick in her palm and smiled smugly at Xuan Shen, "Senior Brother, there's also Phoenix True Fire."

Xuan Shen was surprised to find that there really was one. He stroked his chin and stared at the chick-like phoenix. He could see something unusual about it, but the phoenix was too small.

After assigning tasks, Ji Ci and Han Ziyan stayed behind to dispel the black energy at the array's core, while the others split into four groups to find the remaining four array stones.

66 took the lead and stood in front of the core of the secret realm. Its two small wings were pressed against its round body. Its mouth was wide open, and it was working hard to breathe flames. The crystal core did react. The burned area was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and the black mist was twisting wildly in the air as if it was afraid.

But how much fire can a little chick breathe?

If it were that easy to solve, the demon race wouldn't have bothered with such a grand scheme. Without the flames to dispel it, the black energy continued to rampage and cover the crystal core, and the hard-won clear light dimmed again.

To expel it, you must keep supplying flames; if you stop, the domineering black energy will surge back.

It's best to give it a strong blow and make it last longer.

Moon Mist looked down at the little chick pouting and working hard, and said to 66, "66, you're really all looks and no substance."

66 is discouraged. It didn't know that this skin would take so long to develop. Isn't this just inducing it to keep spending money?

This unscrupulous online marketplace is despicable; they even try to fool a small part of their own system.

66. Ji Ci, Han Ziyan, and I tried together several times, but just when we managed to get rid of some of them, new ones would pop up.

After several attempts, something seemed amiss; the black energy appeared to be constantly being supplied by someone.

Considering Han Ziyan's fearlessness, Yuewu couldn't help but suspect that there was another group of people transferring demonic energy. Anyway, there were already so many spies in the sect, so a few more wouldn't make a difference.

Xuan Shen understood instantly, but the situation was worse, which made his face look bad. He wanted to complete the mission smoothly and take credit with his senior brother, not be plotted against by spies and die inside.

Moon Mist once again released her divine sense to examine the crystal core, and it showed a slight improvement, but only a tiny bit.

The dim crystal core flickered, struggling stubbornly but unable to withstand the entanglement of the black energy. The sticky and restless black energy swirled around the crystal core, but the moment the divine sense approached, the black energy began to stir, showing a faint tendency to spread outward.

As the black energy rapidly approached him, he quickly withdrew and returned to his original body. He felt dizzy and his vision blurred.

She couldn't see what was in front of her, felt the air around her churning, and felt a heavy, uncomfortable tightness in her chest. She realized she had fallen into a trap.

Sure enough, she heard a piercing scream, "Demonic energy! She's possessed!"

The commotion made Yue Wutou feel increasingly uncomfortable, and she only calmed down after Xuan Shen reprimanded her.

Yuewu calmed herself down and looked around. Sure enough, black energy was overflowing, and the disgusting black energy had entangled her again.

The more nervous she became, the faster her thoughts raced. She and the others had come to the secret realm together, but she was the only one affected so quickly.

Was the black energy at the center of the formation exceptionally powerful, or was it all a setup for her?

It must be that Han Ziyan did something to cause her to be entangled by the dark energy, while preventing others from being affected.

Her face was rather pale. She had been on guard against Han Ziyan, but she still fell into his trap, just like the original owner of this body.

Looking at the terrified eyes of the group of disciples in front of her, she felt utterly powerless.

This step is crucial for her to save everyone.

However, it wasn't without its advantages. They all noticed something amiss and realized the ominous nature of the black energy. Their demonic possession in front of everyone actually made them witnesses to her actions.

They knew she had fallen for the demon race's scheme, not that she was inherently evil or harbored malice, so the subsequent suspicion, imprisonment, and punishment would not occur.

It wasn't the worst, which comforted Yuewu somewhat. As for dispelling the demonic energy, it wasn't too difficult; she happened to have a method.

If you lack the ability, then leverage external resources.

As for where to borrow it, she looked up at the horizon, wondering what could compare to the power of the Heavenly Dao.

She had made up her mind; she would undergo her tribulation in the secret realm.