Shen Luo returned to his residence, with Nie Caizhu following behind out of concern.
He sat down inside the room, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Cousin, you have already won the trial, what's still bothering you?" Nie Caizhu inquired.
"I'm thinking about that frog spirit. That fierce demon's cultivation level far surpasses ours. Its appearance in the trial is quite strange," Shen Luo replied.
"Indeed, it's somewhat odd, but the frog spirit is a demon imprisoned within the Hua Lian Secret Realm. It could be that there was a temporary issue with the prohibition, allowing it to escape," Nie Caizhu suggested.
"If it's just a coincidence, that would be fine, but if someone intentionally did this, then the implications would be very different," Shen Luo asserted.
"In that case, we will go see Master and ask her to investigate this matter," Nie Caizhu, slightly stunned, hesitated before responding.
Seeing this, Shen Luo nodded.
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Inside Mount Putuo, within a great hall.