Qian Duoduo had a change of mind.
He hoped Shikong Lin would charge forward, so he would have a chance to snatch the rattle-drum.
"When the Formation activates later, make it even weaker."
Qian Duoduo told Deng Feihong with his Spiritual Awareness.
"Alright!"
Deng Feihong agreed readily, without asking for the reason.
The sky of the Ghost Head Secret Realm began to turn white, like the color before dawn.
The little girl's eyes never left the mountaintop.
Her index finger also never left her mouth.
No one knew what she was thinking.
Nor did anyone care what she was thinking.
Except for Qian Duoduo.
Without her command, Shikong Lin would not charge forward.
If Shikong Lin didn't charge forward, Qian Duoduo wouldn't have a chance to snatch the rattle-drum.
The little girl must be thinking about how to leave this Secret Realm.
As a Sha Soul, she couldn't leave on her own.
She could only rely on them.
However, she had already captured Shikong Lin and Yu Renjie.
Could it be that Shikong Lin and Yu Renjie's abilities and conditions were not enough to take her out?
She had set her sights on Qian Duoduo, so what was the difference between Qian Duoduo and Shikong Lin, Yu Renjie...?
A new wave of attacks began.
"Charge, you idiots!"
Yu Renjie kept flying at the foot of the mountain, already cursing and swearing.
He flew up the mountain a little, but only a little.
It was clear that he didn't want to lose his life here at Turtle Mountain.
Those Sha Souls were driven up the hillside by him, and then driven up the mountainside by Shikong Lin.
Shikong Lin shook the rattle-drum.
The sound of that rattle-drum had become a constant sound in front of Turtle Mountain.
Sometimes urgent, sometimes slow, sometimes far, sometimes near, sometimes loud, sometimes soft.
Wherever the drum sound was, the rag doll was.
Wherever the rag doll was, Shikong Lin was.
Wherever Shikong Lin was, the rattle-drum was.
The rattle-drum, that soul weapon, had hooked Qian Duoduo's soul.
"Little running dog, you can continue to be your slave, we're going home soon."
Qian Duoduo looked at Shikong Lin and said to him coldly with his Spiritual Awareness.
Shikong Lin's face changed, revealing an unwilling expression, he took two steps forward, then one step back.
However, the rattle-drum in his hand began to be beaten more rapidly.
Soul whips, like terrifying octopus tentacles, lashed the Sha Beasts around them, making them rush forward wildly.
One hour was up.
The Formation activated, and a white light swept across.
Within the twenty-some zhang area in front of the mountaintop, the Sha Souls were cleared out.
"There are still two hours left."
Qian Duoduo said to Shikong Lin.
"We're leaving, you can continue to stay here, neither human nor ghost."
Shikong Lin's body jumped at that.
The little girl tilted her head, her eyes looking at the increasingly white sky.
Shikong Lin still had not received permission to advance.
Another hour passed.
This time, the white light from the Formation sprayed out less than twenty zhang, just reaching Qian Duoduo's feet.
"There's only one last hour left."
Qian Duoduo said to the Three Sects Disciples with his Spiritual Awareness: "Let's go home together!"
"Home!"
Everyone replied.
Although they couldn't hide their excitement, after leaving the Secret Realm, they would become enemies again.
It was like a separation between friends, and an accidental encounter between enemies.
The atmosphere was strange.
The sky became whiter and whiter, as if the light from outside was trying to penetrate.
At the same time, a force was pulling Qian Duoduo's body, trying to suck him towards that increasingly bright sky.
"Are we leaving the Secret Realm?"
Qian Duoduo looked at Shikong Lin, who was dozens of zhang away.
The rattle-drum, how beautiful.
Shikong Lin, can't you just walk over, walk a little closer?
"Brother Bu Huan, the Formation's spiritual energy is already fully charged."
Only a little over a quarter of an hour had passed, Deng Feihong suppressed his excitement and quietly said to Qian Duoduo.