Right after he said that, his unseen eyes glowed blood red, and as his fingers crawled forward, right in front of Fang Yuan, Han Bai turned into something that looked like a green fog.
Simultaneously, the cauldron began spinning and the pot opened, capturing Han Bai's soul. The old man grinned at Fang Yuan.
"You're next, boy!", he said grinning.
Fang Yuan felt a bead of sweat roll beside his head. The cauldron demon kept grinning at him as the pot began spinning again.
"You were the one who killed my messenger, errr?" the old demon asked with a grah sound like a pirate, exposing his rotten teeth.
"Mess-Messenger?" Now it struck Fang Yuan hard. He had to step back because he was feeling scared all of a sudden.
That carrot wasn't just alive by itself—it lured them here. Fang Yuan couldn't wrap his head around how the cauldron came to find out about their situation.
