The Missing Corpse

"Our kind of fiendish spirits that have lived for thousands of years, we value face the most. We all consider ourselves the big brothers of the fiendish spirit world. As long as we grasp that, we won't worry about not being able to kill it," the evil spirit said proudly. "See, I told you I know its lifeblood."

It hadn't lived in vain!

Tang Qing looked at it speechlessly. It also knew about face, but with its current appearance, it would only bring shame to the fiendish spirits if it went out.

Of course, Tang Qing wouldn't remind it of this fact. Instead, he looked at Zhouzhou and presented another challenge. "That Thousand-Year Ancient Demon is extremely cunning and skilled at hiding. It won't come out easily."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen into its trap.