Demon Seed True Qi might be worth a try, but he didn't hold much hope for its effectiveness.
Because... the source of this black tentacle came from there, as Chi Li had just muttered to himself in the hall.
Meng Chuan understood everything.
His clan uncle, the one wearing the guise of the Celestial King, had asked for it on his behalf.
From whom did he ask?
His clan uncle came from the Taihang, swore allegiance to a famous Great Demon, and evidently, it was the whispers of the mountains...
Therefore, looking at the tentacles hanging lifelessly within the hall, he had no inclination to help...
If he accidentally alerted the one in Taihang, bringing trouble upon himself, it truly would be a calamity out of nowhere.
"Leave early, this place cannot be stayed in for long..."
In a fleeting thought, Meng Chuan set the tone for this journey to the Magical Realm.
Looking around again, he knew where he was.
This place, isn't it Shaolin Temple's [Arhat Hall] on the mountain...
