"The ancestor of the undead has the aura of Satan, but..." Taotie paused and thought hard for a moment before saying, "The smell is very light, very light. It shouldn't be something he got recently."
Shen Yanxiao's tense nerves relaxed a little.
It is not terrible that the ancestor of the undead comes into contact with Satan. What is terrible is that if Satan is still here, then Shen Yanxiao can just beat the drum and withdraw his troops.
Her sharp tongue cannot compete with the domineering strength of the devil Satan.
"Can you tell how many times there are?" Shen Yanxiao asked calmly through the spiritual link.
"With the intensity of Satan's demonic energy, it would take at least ten days to dilute it to this point." The time reported by Taotie was still within the range that Shen Yanxiao could accept.
Ten days.
This shows that the Ancestor of the Undead has not had another contact with Satan in at least these ten days, which may very well indicate that Satan has left the Howling Abyss.
Of course, this is just a good guess. Facing a difficult opponent like Satan, Shen Yanxiao has to act carefully.
"You are trying to feel Ming Ye, Thrall and Kyle." Shen Yanxiao must be foolproof. If she is not careful, she will not be the only one who will be unlucky.
Once she falls into crisis, it indicates that Xiu is likely to sacrifice himself to save her.
When it comes to Xiu, Shen Yanxiao has to be cautious.
Taotie sensed them one by one, and he did not feel the breath of Satan on Thrall and Kyle.
But he noticed something about Ming Ye.
"Ming Ye has the aura of Satan on him, but it's lighter than the one on the ancestor of the undead."
Shen Yanxiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at least the news he got now was pretty good.
The arrival of the Ancestor of the Undead made the Chiyan team extremely excited. They worked hard to control their inner excitement and carefully performed every move of theirs to perfection.
But it is a pity that from the time the ancestor of the undead appeared to when he sat down, his eyes did not look at anyone present.
He didn't even say a word, he just sat down, and the entourage beside him diligently served various dishes.
A sumptuous meal was soon placed in front of them.
For undead whose sense of taste is not sensitive, food has little appeal to them.
The Red Flame team worked hard to maintain their perfect performance. After the arrival of the ancestor of the undead, Thrall and Kyle's eyes and postures also became slightly restrained. Each of them sat upright, staring at the plate in front of them without squinting.
Ming Ye's whole body was as tight as a bow string that could break at any time.
The most relaxed one is undoubtedly Shen Yanxiao.
She was just observing and observing every move of the ancestor of the undead. As for what the ancestor of the undead said about her, she didn't care at all.
The meal was tasteless, everyone present had their own thoughts, and all their eyes and spirits were affected by the ancestor of the undead.
When a table of delicacies was finished with difficulty, the hall fell into a dead silence, and the silence made everyone present feel on pins and needles.
The ancestor of the undead did not speak, and no one had the courage to say a word first. Everyone was waiting for their highest authority to speak.
The ancestor of the undead drank the last bowl of broth, elegantly picked up the white silk and wiped the corners of his mouth. He finally raised his head and looked at the undead sitting at the dining table.