“Little Demoness!” Feng Feiyun’s lips slightly twitched.

The crimson river resembled a mirror. Some smoke was lingering above and the image on the surface slowly disappeared. However, it left behind a lasting impression to the three spectators. Little Demoness had actually climbed to the top of the peak!

Was she not afraid of the fatal curse?

Feng Feiyun wanted to leave, but after seeing that image, he stopped and noticed that Little Demoness’ pace was very bizarre. Despite going on the winding path to the top, she was not attacked by the lightning.

Was this a special way to ascend the mountain? How did she know this method and why was she going there?

“Those movements were very strange. How about we follow her footsteps, maybe we can even climb to the top?” Bi Ningshuai was quite excited and thought about going up there for the Daomization Tree.

He took out the exalted pot to try again. He flew over the bloody river and descended to the other side right onto the first footstep of Little Demoness. There were...