The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

Xi Huan and Xiang Yuan were startled by the commotion and when they came out and looked up, they almost couldn't open their eyes.

"what is that?"

"Kunpeng?"

Above the horizon, the enormous bird of light, carrying a hurricane, looked like an ancient mythical creature that had flown out of a legend.

Its body was so enormous that it blotted out the sky and blocked out the sun.

Its body was made of light, and for a moment, Xi Huan couldn't tell whether the light on the monster was brighter or the sunlight was brighter.

When it cries out, it sounds like rolling thunder, echoing through the sky and making people's eardrums ache.

The sound seemed to shake the entire world; the surrounding trees swayed violently under the impact of the sound waves, and leaves fell one after another; the distant mountain peaks also seemed to tremble slightly because of the cry.

When it spreads its broad and enormous wings, it gives people an endless sense of oppression.

Even as the monster gradually moved and appeared to shrink in their vision, the group still couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

Even Xi Huan and Xiang Yuan, who were far away on the border between humans and demons, had this feeling, let alone the demons who were inherently bullies who preyed on the weak.

No one dared to risk their lives to stop this obviously dangerous bird.

Only Huai Chuan Sword Spirit whispered to Yun Yici, "Little Ci, you haven't overdrawn your spiritual power, have you?"

Yun Yici telepathically told Huaichuan Sword Spirit, "It's alright."

“If we remain trapped here, a continuous stream of demonic cultivators will come.”

"I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't figure out why they suddenly fell asleep."

"I don't know how long I can hold out in that situation, and I'm more worried that I'll give the demons an opportunity."

"Once I've found a safe place for them to settle down, I'll go straight to Jiu Meng."

Huai Chuan Sword Spirit analyzed his past experiences but still couldn't figure out why everyone had fallen asleep.

"Logically speaking, this is impossible."

"Among them are humans, demons, half-demons, and gods. Even Shen Xiu is asleep."

"Is Shen Xiu really asleep?"

Yun Yici looked at Lin Yu, who had a smile on her face but closed her eyes, and said helplessly, "Lin Yu is still smiling. A person who is unconscious can't smile, can she?"

"Did you dream of something good...?"

Yun Yici suddenly realized what was happening and quickly looked at the others.

Sure enough, the others also had gentle expressions and relaxed brows, showing no signs of being haunted by nightmares, but rather seemed to be thoroughly enjoying themselves.

"It's Jiu Meng."

"If what the Light Bird is looking for is in Jiu Meng's hands, does that mean Jiu Meng has gained some kind of talent that allows him to draw people into dreams?"

The sword spirit of Huaichuan echoed, "I agree with this guess."

“But if we make such a big fuss, it will definitely attract Jiu Meng’s attention.”

Yun Yici took out a black robe from her storage bag and changed into it, then groped Shen Huaichuan's sleeve: "I remember seeing him take out the Mirror of Illumination from here."

I felt around both sleeves but couldn't find it.

The sword spirit of Huaichuan said, "Take off his belt."

Yun Yici, who already felt she had gone too far: ? ? ?

The sword spirit of Huaichuan quickly said, "No, Shen Xiu has always liked to hide important things close to his body since he was a child."

Yun Yici clasped her hands together, silently said "I'm sorry," and began to undo Shen Huaichuan's belt.

To be honest, practice makes perfect, and it's not the first time anyway.

However, Shen Huaichuan's obliviousness this time made her heart sink even further.

How powerful must a dream be to be so bewitching that even Shen Huaichuan couldn't wake up?

Yun Yici silently untied Shen Huaichuan's belt, and with the guidance of Huaichuan's sword spirit, successfully reached the Mirror of Illumination, before helping Shen Huaichuan fasten his belt again.

The sword spirit of Huaichuan understood her intentions and knew that she wanted to use Shen Huaichuan's identity to find out the details of Jiu Meng.

"Be careful, Xiao Ci."

Yun Yici was pondering this in her heart, but there was no one else she could discuss it with at the moment.

"Huaichuan, why can't I fall asleep?"

"Is Jiu Meng doing this on purpose, or is she unable to deal with me? Is she monitoring my actions right now?"

The sword spirit of Huaichuan honestly said, "The fact that she can lure them into her dream means that she can't kill them directly."

"Let's try to wake them up from their dream first."

If you really can't wake him up, then take the most dangerous road.

Yun Yici said with a wry smile, "It's too late. This bird is too big and flies too fast."

She looked at maps with Xie Qianjue every day, so she naturally knew that the border between the Gu Ruo Demon Realm and the Jiu Meng Demon Realm was only a few days away from Tianfa City.

This bird can fly at least ten thousand miles a day.

Huai Chuan's sword spirit almost had a heart attack: "Then do you still have any spiritual power? You have enough spiritual power to kill that Nine Dreams Demon Lord."

He fears nothing but fighting a war without supplies.

Once a cultivator runs out of spiritual energy, they're practically as weak as a wandering swordsman; they'd be dead.

Yun Yici was too embarrassed to say that she actually had an extremely abundant spiritual power.

The system kept replenishing her merits, which nourished her invisibly, and she had no idea how much spiritual power she had.

It gives you the feeling that it's inexhaustible.

How long has it been since you fought to the point of exhaustion and near death?

Yun Yici pondered for a moment, then said, "That was in my past life."

"Let's go! Let's take down the Nine Dreams Demon King!"

The sword spirit of Huaichuan paused for a moment: "How about we replenish our spiritual energy first?"

"Look..."

Yun Yici looked up and saw a goddess in white, as pure as frost and snow, standing quietly above the clouds, before the luminous bird, gazing at her.

This woman possesses an extraordinary temperament, a face as bright as the moon, and three thousand strands of silver hair; she is beautiful beyond compare in every way.

There was no greed or hatred in her eyes when she looked at Yun Yici, only a peaceful sense of acceptance.

For a moment, Yun Yici felt that the woman in front of her looked a lot like Shen Huaichuan.

Like a deity, untouched by the mortal world.

How could someone like that be a demon?

But unfortunately...

Yun Yici rose, sword in hand: "You are Jiu Meng."

The woman's long, drawn-out voice seemed to come from a distant memory: "Indeed, I am Jiu Meng."

Yun Yici said, "My name is Yun Yici, and I am the head of the Lingwei Sect."

"We do not know where we have offended you to treat my companions this way?"

Jiu Mengping said calmly, "I already know the purpose of your visit."

“I can’t let you have your way; I have to do this.”

Yun Yici immediately realized: "That thing is really in your hands?"

"Is it because that thing caused the mutation of the demon race, or do you have a reason to keep it by your side?"

“I can trade with you using other alternatives.”

Jiu Meng shook her head: "This item is irreplaceable and must remain in the Demon Realm."

Yun Yici nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

She pointed her sword at Jiu Meng: "So, there's only one choice now."

“I will kill you, and you will give me the things and awaken my companions.”

Jiu Meng blinked her clear eyes gently: "There is another option: you awaken your companion."

"I'll take what you brought. Thank you. I've been waiting for it for a long time."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yun Yici felt a terrifying force sweeping over her from her sea of ​​consciousness and engulfing her awareness.