Two months later.
Spirit Stream Secret Realm, in a barren valley.
The space suddenly twisted eerily.
A pitch-black vortex appeared out of thin air, exuding pure Demonic Qi.
It was a forcibly opened passage to the Demon Realm.
Immediately afterwards, a graceful figure dressed in plain white gauze stumbled out from the vortex in a somewhat disheveled manner.
This woman was enchanting to the bone, every frown and smile naturally alluring; she was Ding Chunhua from the Golden Spirit Race, a seductive demonic figure.
At this moment, her aura was fluctuating, with her realm cultivation evidently suppressed to the level of Foundation Establishment Perfection.
Ding Chunhua warily surveyed her surroundings, ensuring no cultivator was present in the valley.
Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, before furrowing her brows and snapping at the unstable Demon Realm passage: "Stupid Niu! What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and come out!"
