Chapter 2460: Beware the Perils of Loose Tongues!

Once they had left the boundaries of the Demon Court and returned to their own territory, Feilian finally released Ji Meng's hand.

"You…"

Feilian said: "Ji Meng, are you stupid? I know what you want to say, and I know it too—but just now we were in the Demon Court, right under the eyes of the Demon Emperor!"

Hearing this, Ji Meng shuddered instantly; he understood perfectly that if any other Demon Saint caught wind of it, he would be the next one dragged up to the execution platform.

Feilian had done that not because he didn't know—but because he was pretending to be foolish.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness."

"If any other Demon Saint had caught us out, we'd have lost more than just our skins," Ji Meng realized belatedly.

"You'd lose your skin, not me."

Ji Meng: "..."

Yet both knew well that today's invitation was no longer the same as before; since Dong Huang Taiyi and Di Jun were decisively defeated by Luo Fu, everything had changed.

The incident at Ling She Island proved it— the Demon Clan was no longer what it once was.

Bombarding Lingshan lay within the Demon Clan's territory, yet they paid it almost no attention, as if the Demon Emperor had forgotten its very existence.

But previously, Bombarding Lingshan had been the most vital place beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens; it was no coincidence that Ancestor Minghe had set his sights on it.

"Let's first go properly to Nüwa's Palace, then we'll keep watch on Bombarding Lingshan afterward."

"Why go to Bombarding Lingshan?" Ji Meng looked at Feilian, bewildered.

Feilian smiled: "We can only go to see what's happened at Bombarding Lingshan—but I have a feeling something's about to go wrong there, even if the Demon Emperor hasn't noticed yet."

Feilian thought that going there now might earn them a merit.

But they didn't know that once they arrived, they'd sense Bombarding Lingshan was already compromised—and that it would soon fall under the control of the Witch Clan.

At this moment, Feilian and Ji Meng could only find a way to reach Nüwa's Palace and locate Nüwa.

On the other side, Jin Ling Shengmu, clutching Potian Hammer, hurried forward in trembling fear, truly believing she had become the target of everyone's ire.

Nanji Xianweng comforted her: "Jin Ling Shengmu, don't be so tense—we've been through this before. Didn't you get targeted when you had the Ten Golden Beads? And you were fine."

"This is different!"

Jin Ling Shengmu's intelligence network was still very effective, as she still had many sources passing her information.

Hong Yun also frowned tightly; he knew Jin Ling Shengmu was right, for he too had received word from the Twelve Ancestral Witches—her name had spread throughout Honghuang.

No one knew which wicked soul had leaked the news that Jin Ling Shengmu possessed Potian Hammer and the Ten Golden Beads throughout Honghuang.

Jin Ling Shengmu trembled as she hurried along.

"If so many demons and beings come to seize it… maybe I should just…" Jin Ling Shengmu began to weep.

Hong Yun comforted her: "Jin Ling Shengmu, even if you throw everything away now, you still won't save yourself. But holding onto these items might just keep you alive."

Hong Yun was right—these items were deadly, but they could also save her life.

Nanji Xianweng thought the same, and he told her exactly that, hoping she would find strength.