Zhao Changhe drinks heavily.
Ling Ruoyu coldly says: "Behind the Heavenly Demon Association, it's truly demons like you. What exactly is your purpose?"
"Originally, we only wanted the Dragon Sparrow, but after this day and night, we realized Miss Ling herself might not be inferior in value to the Dragon Sparrow." The man laughs slyly: "Since that's the case, Miss Ling, come with us."
With his words, Ling Ruoyu suddenly grunts, her sea of consciousness roils, her Spirit Platform in turmoil.
At her level of cultivation, facing a spiritual invasion is beyond her capabilities, making her susceptible to control, not to mention this demon before her might be in the Imperial Realm.
Yet Zhao Changhe glances sideways while drinking, with no intention to offer assistance.
The man's demonic Qi invades Ling Ruoyu's sea of consciousness, initially thinking victory was in hand, but is startled to see a blazing sun hanging high in the Nine Heavens, shining upon the world.
