What is she doing here? Bi Kwe felt puzzled by the presence of Je Xi in such an unexpected situation. Bi Kwe actually intended to descend and greet the figure. However, as she looked towards the adjacent dome, where Lan Ming's battlefield was, she quickly moved away from the crowd.
The blind demon was raging wildly. Pit Hong was seen trying to help Lan Ming to get away from the blind demon's attacks. The situation was tense, and once again, Lan Ming's camp was under pressure.
"Even the sacred objects given by Bi Kwe are still not strong enough to fight against the blind demon," Pit Hong and Lan Ming, both retreating now, were trying to avoid the attacks while analyzing the situation.
"I think even if we kill this blind demon, it will still be reborn in a more dangerous form than before. We can't just defeat it by simply killing it," Lan Ming, suspicious that the blind demon would evolve even if they defeated it, would only lead to them dying of exhaustion.
"We can still defeat it, I have a way," said Bi Kwe, descending slowly from the sky, approaching Pit Hong and Lan Ming who had intentionally retreated from the battle several times.
Lan Ming raised an eyebrow. "How?" he asked with the classic question.
"I will use the forbidden technique taught by my grandfather," Bi Kwe said confidently. "But the risk will be felt immediately when this technique is used."
"There is no other way. We better do it," Lan Ming said despairingly.
Pit Hong himself remained silent, trying to digest the conversation between Lan Ming and Bi Kwe. The crocodile he rode earlier now looked tired, and Pit Hong himself was not sure if attacking again would be advantageous in such a desperate situation.
"Before that, would you be willing to help me, Pit Hong?" Bi Kwe now turned to Pit Hong.
Pit Hong didn't understand, but he felt that Bi Kwe only meant well in trying to defeat the blind demon together.
"Okay, I'll help," said Pit Hong confidently.
"Share your strength with me," said Bi Kwe as she transformed her nails into claws. Bi Kwe then scratched the skin of Lan Ming, Pit Hong, and herself. Until blood flowed from the wounds she inflicted.
Bi Kwe took out a small bowl shaped like a peony. She collected the blood of Lan Ming, Pit Hong, and herself in the small bowl. Then she chanted and slowly the collected blood turned into a strange mass that slowly grew larger before finally bursting. After it burst, it turned into a giant budding peony flower. And the flower spun in the air until it began to bloom. And when the flower had fully bloomed, the distinct fragrance of peony filled the air. Not only that, the sky, which was originally dark, now turned bright pink.
Inside the peony flower were five figures with bodies shaped like women holding fans in their hands. The five figures formed a pattern like a peony using the fans in their hands.
The five figures began to dance in place. And each of their movements created an attack that continuously targeted the blind demon. When the blind demon attempted to attack, the five figures moved their fans, creating a massive storm.
The pattern of attack of the five figures, like dancing in place. Though it seemed motionless, they managed to disable the blind demon.
Bi Kwe folded her hands in front of her chest, then recited a mantra. She concentrated and channeled all her energy into the final attack. After that, she fell unconscious.
Lan Ming could see through his inner eye that Bi Kwe had transferred her energy into the five dancing figures. It seemed that there was only a little energy left in the body of the Thief Goddess.
The five dancing figures simultaneously swung their fans, creating a pattern. And this created thousands of needles that wounded the blind demon. The needles contained deadly poison from the energy accumulated by Bi Kwe.
When all the needles attached to the body of the blind demon, an explosion occurred on the body of the blind demon until it burned and then charred.
The five dancing figures stopped their movements in unison. Then the flower petals they stood on slowly began to close until they closed perfectly, enveloping the five dancing figures again as before. The giant peony flower disappeared slowly.
The blind demon, charred and burnt, was surrounded by gray light. Then it emitted a bright light, revealing the figure of an old woman with charred skin falling from the sky.
Lan Ming, who found the figure of the old woman, widened his eyes in disbelief. He ran to catch the body of the old woman. Lan Ming couldn't believe that the figure he fought was Ying.
Ying, who was being held by Lan Ming, looked charred and burned. It was even almost difficult to recognize. But Lan Ming knew well that the woman was Ying. He could feel the energy possessed by the woman truly belonged to Ying.
"Why... why... Mother, how could you become like this?" Lan Ming couldn't believe that the figure he fought was Ying.
Ying, weakened, struggled to speak, but she forced herself. Her skin felt hot, and it became more painful, especially when Lan Ming's tears fell on her charred skin.
"Moth... er... ple... ase... re... turn... to... the... sky... Lan... Ming... I... know... that... you... are... not... human... Mother... asks... you... to... return... to... the... human... world... It... is... not... suitable... for... a... god... like... you..." Ying tried to speak with all her strength, her voice weak.
Lan Ming was shocked to hear it. He then tried to save Ying with the remaining energy he had. Although it clearly didn't have much effect. Ying herself seemed to be bound by the death mantra, so her body couldn't recover. The only thing the old woman could face was death.
Ying's hand tried to reach Lan Ming's face, but before the woman could touch Lan Ming, her body cracked in an instant, then vanished swept away in the wind.
"Mother?" Lan Ming still couldn't believe that Ying, who was previously in his arms, had disappeared. Lan Ming, unable to believe that Ying was gone, screamed as loud as possible.
"I hope you understand, and this will be your final warning." Someone descending from the sky with a calm and cold face, stared sharply at Lan Ming.