Even in the face of life and death, even the most wicked of demons fear.
To avoid soul annihilation, it could only compromise at this moment.
Upon hearing this, our lips curled into a slight smile.
Uncle-Master also smiled, then took out a talisman from his bag.
He handed it to Old Mo and said,
"Little Mo, get some of his blood on it!"
Old Mo took the talisman and found it unfamiliar.
He then asked,
"Master, what kind of talisman is this?"
"Soul-breaking talisman. I'll stick it on him later.
If this fellow tries any tricks, this talisman will blast him to death."
Uncle-Master's tone grew heavy, and he glanced at the yellow weasel demon, bound on the ground.
The yellow weasel demon remained silent.
But it also understood its predicament.
After hearing this, Old Mo also grunted and walked to the corpse of the old demon.
Its corpse had already transformed into a yellow weasel.
After Old Mo dabbed some blood on the talisman, he ran back.
Uncle-Master took the talisman and held it in his hand.
After silently reciting a few incantations, he directly pressed the talisman onto the back of the yellow weasel demon's soul.
Finally, forming a sword finger, he let out a low roar,
"Chi!"
The yellow talisman flashed and turned into ashes.
But a talisman seal appeared on the back of the yellow weasel demon's soul.
In other words, the talisman had become incorporeal, imprinted on the yellow weasel demon's body.
As long as Uncle-Master willed it, he could activate the talisman at any time and blast the demon to death.
After imprinting the talisman, Uncle-Master raised his hand.
The red rope that bound it was directly released.
The yellow weasel demon made no move. Just as it was freed, it obediently prostrated itself before Uncle-Master:
"Master! My life is yours."
Uncle-Master smiled:
"Master sounds unpleasant. Just call me Daozhang."
"Yes, Daozhang."
The yellow weasel demon was very submissive, its previous ferocity gone.
But everyone understood that it was just an act.
Without the soul-breaking talisman, it would still be the ferocious demon.
It could still turn on them at any moment.
"Tell us! What else is ahead?
How many more demon people and evil souls are there in your Demon Court."
Upon hearing this, the yellow weasel demon respectfully replied,
"Daozhang, continue forward.
You will enter a corpse land, guarded by legions of walking corpses and zombies.
After passing through the corpse land, you will find the location of the Church, the Black Demon Palace.
Within the Black Demon Palace, there are demon souls, zombies, and malevolent spirits, their numbers unknown.
But at least, there will be over a thousand in total.
The Cult Master, the Black Demon King, has already united with external reinforcements from the Netherworld Sect and the Longevity Society.
Even if we can break through the forbidden zone of the corpse land, with the limited manpower of you Daozhangs.
You might, might just be going to your deaths..."
Hearing this, everyone present fell silent.
Their expressions varied.
A thousand cult members?
Zombies, malevolent spirits, demon souls?
And with the addition of the Longevity Society and the Netherworld Sect?
For those present, several of them didn't even know of the "Netherworld Sect." As for the "Longevity Society,"
except for me, Old Mo, Uncle-Master, and a few others, the rest had never even heard of it.
"Longevity Society? Netherworld Sect?"
"Never heard of them! Are they very powerful?"
It was natural for Yun Long and Yun Hu, who had only recently descended the mountain, not to know.
Xu Han Chi frowned:
"I do know of the Netherworld Sect.
It is a rather mysterious force.
But I haven't heard of this Longevity Society."
"I don't know either!"
Luo Fei shook his head and looked at Yun Xia Gu.
As a high-ranking member of the sect, Yun Xia Gu naturally knew of this organization.
Hearing this now, she was also greatly alarmed.
She looked towards Uncle-Master.
If what this yellow weasel demon said was true, the situation would be very tricky.
With the addition of these forces, the threat level would directly increase from Class C to Class B, or even potentially become a Class A threat.
After all, the Dao Alliance had initially assessed the Black Demon Cult as merely a Class D threat.
The reason for elevating it to Class C was to enhance the Dao Alliance's influence.
And to call for exchanges among fellow disciples of various sects.
The manpower dispatched by each sect was also deployed according to a Class D threat.
But now, it was suddenly being said that this was not a Class D or C threat, but a threat that reached Class B, or even possibly touched Class A.
How could this not cause everyone to panic?
"You'd better not be lying to us."
Uncle-Master said sternly.
The demon soul shook its head:
"Daozhang, my life is in your hands, how could I dare to deceive you."
Hearing this, everyone furrowed their brows.
I also sensed something was amiss.
No wonder Master dreamt to tell me that this was my "great tribulation."
It seemed this trip to Blackwater Mountain was not as simple as I had imagined.
And the Dao Alliance's intelligence was incredibly wrong...
"Brother Tang, what should we do?
As far as things have progressed, everything that has happened is already outside the scope of a Class C threat.
Perhaps, can we retreat for now and make plans?"
Uncle-Master glanced at me casually, then at Old Mo.
We both knew in our hearts.
This expedition against the Black Demon Cult was not just about eliminating the Black Demon Cult.
More importantly, it was to help me obtain the Soul Stone.
Then he said,
"No matter what the threat is, the three of us definitely won't stop.
Yun Xia, why don't you lead everyone to retreat first?
The remaining journey, the three of us will take."
Uncle-Master spoke.
This was because Uncle-Master knew that Yun Xia Gu was the leader.
She had to be responsible for the lives of everyone present.
If this was true, then the danger level would change.
Continuing deeper would be extremely dangerous.
She had more considerations.
She could not risk everyone...