In the forest, a bunch of small demons watched their king being carried away. They were shaking in terror.
Life was so unpredictable!
Who would have thought that the Boar Demon King—who was still so powerful a moment ago—would be killed and carried away in the next moment
It seemed that a bigshot had his eye on its meat. It would be turned into a dish in no time.
The small demons shivered. The Immortal Realm was too scary.
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Early in the morning the next day.
Yao Mengji carried the Boar Demon King to the foot of the Fallen Immortal Mountain. Qin Manyun was by his side.
Qin Manyun asked with concern, "Teacher, are you sure you don't need to rest?"
"No need!" Although Yao Mengji looked tired, he waved his hand nonchalantly. "If it wasn't for my weakened essence, I wouldn't even need to fight the Wild Boar King with you all. Visiting the expert's an important matter."