Qingluan coughed violently twice, bending her waist as she did. She tried to take an elixir, but she was vomiting blood incessantly, unable to swallow even though the elixir melted as soon as it touched her mouth. She glared at Mou Tan, noticing that since he launched the attack, he had just been standing there with a dull and wooden expression, clearly controlled by someone else, involuntarily. Gasping for air, she said in despair, "There's no solution to break this, is there?"
Even now, what she desperately longed for was to escape from Ba Snake Mountain Range and regain her freedom. Every Bird Demon innately longs to soar freely between the blue sky and white clouds, and this natural desire for freedom became increasingly urgent the longer they were trapped in the Ba Snake Mountain Range.
Little did she know that Duanmu Yan chuckled and said, "Who said that? If there was no way to break it, how could the Langya Sect Master stand by my side?"
