"However, if Yun'er thinks you're dead, she'd probably kill someone," the Red Demonic Spirit shook its head.
Ye Chen didn't answer, summoning the energy from the box. The energy released from the box was like having an additional person helping him, obviously much stronger than him alone. Without the energy from the box, it would have been difficult for him to even take a breath.
The Red Demonic Spirit thought for a moment, feeling it indeed should capture someone to help when the time came. Now, there was no knowing where the people from Immortal and Demon realms had gone, nor where Li Mo had disappeared to. There was no time to search for them.
The horse car rattled and rushed forward swiftly.
The weather today was also strange, lifeless and gloomy, as if mourning a death, the sky scrunched up like an old crone's face.
