The wind grew increasingly fierce, carrying the violence akin to withering force.
The horse beneath Bai Zhi’er beca restless and agitated, shaking its four hooves, yet unable to move an inch.
It turned out Feng Fuce had found a way to immobilize the horse earlier.
The little one hugged the horse’s neck, barely managing to look up amidst the raging wind.
She saw that Feng Fuce, at so unknown mont, had already opened his narrow eyes.
At this mont, his eyes were half-closed, revealing a deep, subtly dark red gaze within.
Feng Fuce rely extended his hand, and Bai Zhi’er then saw one misty white spirit after another float out from the ground.
They followed the roaring wind upwards, until they disappeared into the sky.
Just then, the little ghost holding Bai Zhi’er also beca wildly ecstatic.
"I am free, I can leave here now!" He leapt lightly and was carried away by the sound of the wind.
Bai Zhi’er watched in awe as hundreds of ghosts in the burial mound were sent into hell by Feng Fuce using his own thod.
The little one was briefly caught in surprise.
Because she could feel that Feng Fuce had forcibly opened the gate to hell.
Using an assertive thod to shove these wandering souls inside.
But Bai Zhi’er knew, within the Three Realms, only two people could open the gates of hell, even her mother could not.
One who could open it was the ruler of hell, the King Yan of each generation.
The other was the legendary, most evil Demon Lord.
Bai Zhi’er, in her mother’s arms, had heard of the legend of this Demon Lord.
His mana was powerful, unmatched in the Three Realms.
The sins he committed were innurable.
In the nine layered heaven, ntioning the Demon Lord would make almost every immortal grit their teeth.
Because the Demon Lord had killed countless immortals, randomly selecting any immortal from the Heavenly Court, their disciples, friends, or students might have died at the hands of the Demon Lord.
Many years ago, to prevent the Demon Lord from wreaking havoc in the world, the Heavenly Dao specially led the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals to try to seal the Demon Lord.
However, not only was the Heavenly Dao injured, but the Demon Lord also hid his presence and vanished without a trace!
Of course, Bai Zhi’er did not know now that her mother was severely injured by the Demon Lord.
She only knew her mother failed to seal the Demon Lord and he escaped.
Bai Zhi’er gazed at Feng Fuce with wide eyes.
Could he be that Demon Lord?
The little one remained in a daze, until Feng Fuce returned to her side, and she still hadn’t co to her senses.
Feng Fuce called out to her a few tis.
Bai Zhi’er finally reacted: "Huh? Is it over?"
The sky, as gloomy as night, finally began to brighten.
Feng Fuce slightly focused his gaze: "Did I scare you into a stupor?"
Bai Zhi’er shook her little head.
"I just think Brother Fu Ce is amazing, it’s like he knows everything. Have all the wandering souls been sent away?"
Feng Fuce nodded: "Sent them to the place they’re supposed to go."
Bai Zhi’er tilted her head and blinked: "Could it be the hell of the Yellow Springs?"
Feng Fuce glanced at her, not denying it.
The little one’s heart skipped, she silently lowered her head.
Oh no, what should I do, my best friend’s baby might actually be my mother’s nesis.
Seeing her reaction, Feng Fuce still felt that she was frightened.
He imdiately mounted the horse, taking her down the mountain.
On the way, Bai Zhi’er was silent in her complicated feelings, and Feng Fuce was also very quiet.
However, after descending the mountain, Feng Fuce suddenly said: "I’m sorry, scaring you was not my intention."
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