“This is a demonic race which is totally casual and without shame, carelessly sleeping with guys, humph!” Jennifer exclaimed.
“Could you talk more politely?” Alex asked, frowning.
“I can’t…” Jennifer responded. “Until you divorce your wife and marry again.”
‘Oh my…’ Alex persevered.
Lena also put up with it for Alex‘s sake.
After learning that Alex had entirely controlled Pompeii Fairyland’s formation, Jennifer’s eyes were filled with many hues as she pointed to a divine mountain and said, “Alex, go there. That’s where the core of the Pompeii Fairyland is.”
Alex examined the area in the direction of her finger. He felt fanciful all of a sudden. Only to witness the odd location of that divine mountain, buried among the countless hanging divine mountains, hidden and sometimes completely invisible.
Alex fixed his gaze on Lena.
“The core soul should be in Pompeii Fairyland’s formation,“ Lena remarked, nodding. “If you wish to take this formation into the secret realm, you must go there.”
“All right, then let‘s go!”
One couldn’t just teleport over to that divine mountain because it wasn‘t in the formation, so one would have to take a detour and go via the suspended divine mountains where the formation was located, one stop at a time.
There were numerous roads to walk. Alex and Frostine spent the most time together along the road.
Alex was unsure about the situation in America, Frostine informed him that the Plenilune Sect was still struck by the Peacock clan’s annihilation, but it was fortunate that Serene had the foresight to dispatch all of the sect’s disciples, even they weren’t in the Plenilune Sect.
This was how they got out of a bad situation.
“A race of demons from the underworld?”
“That is now a thing of the past, there are no longer any underworld demons. Husband, you can now look for the spot where the hub of the great formation is. If I remember correctly, it should be in that direction,” Lena replied with a smile.
“I’ll go take a look,” Alex said with a nod.
Alex teleported away and vanished.
Jennifer gazed at Frostine at this same moment, her fingers softly squeezed, her lips wriggled, and she silently whispered an incantation.
Frostine screamed miserably in the next second, her body let out black gas, her face turned red, and she began to slowly decay.
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