Chapter 2074: Regretting Their Own Decision!

Luo Fu restrained the beast before him, then waved his hand, and a crystalline object, clear and translucent like a gem, appeared in his palm.

"This is the beast's crystallization—it's also its demonic soul. It looks clear and pure, but when spiritual energy is infused, it turns black."

Indeed, when Luo Fu infused his cultivation base into it, the crystal instantly turned pitch black.

Everyone stared intently at Luo Fu's hand—they seemed to understand.

Sister Houtu immediately said: "That means our own strength develops the same way—by extracting impurities, we can never turn black."

"Exactly!"

Luo Fu turned to the other twelve Ancestral Wu, whose insight had not yet reached this level.

But Luo Fu knew that the more they tried to do this, the more capable they would become, and more and more would come to understand—he was not in a hurry.

Even if he truly understood, things now would not unfold as they had before.

So what if they were demons? They had no fear of the demon race.

As long as the Twelve Ancestral Wu of the Wu Clan saw enough, the demons would be useless to them.

The more the demon race struggled, the less chance they had of defeating the Wu Clan, for the demons did not know that Luo Fu was teaching the Wu Clan.

…

Dong Huang Taiyi and Di Jun had already arrived at the entrance to Penglai Immortal Island.

Those who stood at the entrance of Penglai Immortal Island were quietly observing nearby; the island was eerily silent, and none knew what lay within.

Di Jun said: "Lately, I've felt uneasy in my heart—could there be a problem with the invitation?"

"Even if the Demon Court truly has problems, we can't turn back now—we brought four magic treasures; returning again would cost us one."

After hearing Dong Huang Taiyi's words, Di Jun fell silent.

He knew Dong Huang Taiyi was right—they couldn't risk it, and while Hetu Luoshu and the Chaos Bell could be kept for themselves, they could not keep Nüwa and Fuxi's weapons.

The Shanhe Shèjì Map and the Fuxi Qin must be returned within a certain time.

"Fine, let's go!"

Even if they truly intended to enter, they still needed to find a way, a Zhaogeji Society, to get inside.

But the reality would surely differ from their expectations.

And as Di Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi walked forward, they sensed the presence of Taishang Laojun—a presence Dong Huang Taiyi knew all too well.

"Bad! Taishang Laojun has arrived!"

"Why would Taishang Laojun come here? Isn't he on the Thirty-Third Heaven? Why is he showing up now—is he here to cause trouble, or…?"

Di Jun rattled off this string of questions, giving Dong Huang Taiyi a headache.

"Perhaps he's here for Luo Fu."

"Maybe."

Dong Huang Taiyi and Di Jun also hoped to find something suitable for themselves within Penglai Immortal Island and take it back—they'd come all this way; they couldn't return empty-handed.

Besides, rumors said the island was filled with demonic beasts and monsters driven mad by cultivation mishaps—they wanted to see them for themselves.

But soon, Dong Huang Taiyi and Di Jun would regret the decision they had made.

The demonic beasts of Penglai Immortal Island were far too powerful—once they encountered high-age monsters, even the two of them, using all four magic treasures together, might not escape.