Feng Nishang no longer knew what time it was, and she didn't know how long she had been soaked in the spirit snake's blood. The pain in her body had penetrated deep into her bones. However, as time passed by, she began to feel numb.
I'm starting to get used to the pain.
She seemed to have seen Pangdun and the others, running away desperately, escaping from Ting Lanxuan's pursuit. She had also seen Fu Zi, Maomao and the others, and Luo Qingcheng. She didn't know if this was the case.
A dream, is it a dream?
Otherwise, how could we see their current situation?
Yes?
However, what made her feel distressed was that Qingcheng was covered in blood, wounds, and riddled with holes, which made her feel particularly uncomfortable. She wanted to get close to Qingcheng, but she couldn't. This was a dream...
Time passed little by little.
Seven days and seven nights passed.
However, there was no response at all in the house, and now Dong Ao and other members of the Spirit Tribe began to worry.
"Mommy, why haven't you responded yet? Did you fail?"
"Mommy!"
Grandma's face was pale. She didn't speak, but walked alone towards the house where Feng Nishang was. Today is the eighth day. If she succeeds, Feng Nishang will come out, but!
Did it fail?
Grandma's face became paler and paler, but when she saw Feng Nishang holding the barrel, she suddenly froze.
Her hair danced wildly, exuding a lustrous luster, and her skin was as white as snow, more translucent than jade. How could she be so beautiful?
It’s not a failure!
Grandma turned around and ran out with great excitement on her face, "It's not a failure, it's still going on, it's still going on!"
"Still continuing?" Dong Ao was stunned.
The tribesmen were all stunned. Didn’t they say that it only takes seven days and seven nights?
Dong Ao suddenly said: "Could it be that-"
Grandma nodded vigorously, with tears in her eyes. She was a spiritual master who would surpass all previous generations.
She will surpass all the spiritual masters in the past!!!
This situation has lasted for more than a month. This is the longest time in the history of the Spirit Clan. Mammy thought that it would be enough for up to ten days, but it has been a month. From the initial joy to now, it is getting worse and worse.
She became more and more sad, and even grandma didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to continue like this, because she had never encountered such a thing.
"Is something going to happen to the spirit master?"
Dong Ao still couldn't help but ask. He didn't know how many times he had asked this question.
"We can only leave it to fate."
The night is very, very deep.
At night, there was a strong wind in the forest, and a storm seemed to be coming. Feng Nishang suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes suddenly changed from blood-red to golden eyes, like two little suns.
Extraordinarily dazzling, her skin was like white porcelain, and the lingering luster of her hair became brighter and brighter. A bolt of thunder and lightning crashed down, alarming everyone in the Spirit Clan at this moment, because the lightning struck the barrier and actually destroyed it.
, and struck down the house where Feng Nishang was, once and twice.
Grandma ran away without even wearing any shoes, but was caught by Dong Ao and other tribesmen.
"Mommy, don't go there!"
"thunder--"
"The barrier is broken!"
"The barrier is actually..."
The spirit tribe's barrier was broken, and thunder and lightning fell suddenly one after another, shattering the room where Feng Nishang was. There was a loud bang, and everything around was shattered.