As the golden crow spoke, he scattered a few drops of blood inside the cauldron to activate it, instantly triggering the spread of Demonic Qi while the cauldron began to rotate on its own. Before long, a scent that ordinary people couldn’t detect began to spread out in all directions. The beasts within the forest grew agitated, yet the golden crow was like an oracle as he shut his eyes tight and quietly spoke ancient spells that seemingly controlled the powerful scent.
After around seven breaths, the crow opened his eyes and swallowed the cauldron. "Nearly done, let’s go!" He spread his wings and prepared to fly towards the southeast.
Fang Xing considered it and smirked. "What’s the hurry? Let’s lead the others over first." Then, he sent a message detailing his plan over to Wu Xiangtong while returning to circle the forest, without rushing over towards the beast at all.
