Zou Feng had no reason to refuse Wang Guquan's request.
'But just look at Baili Qiu,' he thought. 'He's Fallen into Demon too deeply, and his mind is completely enslaved. He's probably beyond saving.'
He quickly arrived before the dying Baili Qiu and, without a word, began slapping him relentlessly across the face.
After more than thirty slaps, Baili Qiu's legs kicked out, and he stopped breathing completely.
'Just as I thought... he couldn't be saved.'
But strangely, even though Baili Qiu was dead, no Immortal Venerable escaped from his body.
'Could it be? Has the Immortal Venerable inside him already fused with him completely, becoming inseparable?'
Just as he was pondering this, a cry rang out.
"No—Vice Alliance Leader!!"
A female disciple, who also appeared to belong to the Martial Alliance, rushed forward and threw herself onto Baili Qiu's body, weeping inconsolably.
