The Soul Threshold is nearby!
Both Tang Xiaoxuan and Ye Wuzheng feared someone might take advantage of the battle to steal the Evil Treasure from the Soul Threshold, so they both tacitly agreed to place the battlefield here.
This way, the Soul Threshold is right in front of them, and anyone who tries to enter will be clearly seen.
However, this also increases the complexity of the battle.
Song Yan buried his face in the Female Cultivator's hair, gently smelling her fragrance, while his restless hand teased her, making her giggle.
With her laughter, his mood relaxed as well.
He smiled unknowingly at the flower in front of Buddha, feeling joyful because of the Female Cultivator before him.
Then, his gaze fell on the distant Demon Monk, his expression showing disdain and contempt.
The Demon Monk, clad in a red robe, concealed his insect-like body, sneering coldly without moving.
Its entire body was taut, ready to spring.
