Chapter 207 – Master, do you choose to die or to perish? (48)
And Gu Sicun was obedient and well-behaved. Isn’t this an obvious contrast? In that case, the master should know which disciple is the best, right?
But…
“But what about you? Did you show any mercy in that strike against Master?!”
Inner demon…?
A trace of confusion flickered across Yun Ze’s eyes.
Since when did Yan Luo develop an inner demon? This time? The last time? Or countless times before that?
The unease in his heart grew stronger. Yun Ze furrowed his brows and took a few steps forward. “What do you mean by ‘inner demon’?”
“‘Inner demon’? Isn’t it just what it sounds like? Developing an inner demon is a serious matter. Don’t you understand?” Gu Sisun sneered coldly, supporting himself with the long sword in his hand.
Trapped by the inner demon of realm, wanting to break through, her mind controlled…
A deep shadow passed over Yun Ze’s eyes.
So that’s why she took away his spiritual roots back then? No, it shouldn’t be like this… Clearly, her original intention was…
He needed to find out clearly. Yun Ze’s face showed a hint of panic, no longer paying attention to Gu Sisun, and turned and walked away directly.
After a short while, the sky suddenly condensed into black clouds, faintly gathering and spreading from a single point.
The momentum was vast, a precursor to some formidable demon about to appear.
Yun Ze’s expression changed.
That direction was where Yan Luo was located, tainted by demonic energy… How could it happen so quickly? Unless it was intentional on her part.
What does she want to do now?
Yun Ze tightly pursed his lips, accelerating his pace.
This calamity, this unsolvable cycle, what is it all because of?
Halfway there, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure stood out of thin air, with three thousand strands of hair flying behind her. She wore a loose white robe, and beneath her collarbone, several rotten red marks were visible.
Strange and gorgeous black magical patterns spread from her eye and temple corners, contrasting eerily with her originally pure and clear face.
In her hand was a deep blue crystal folding fan, its ink-like color deepening continuously.
She lowered her eyes, hollow and indifferent, as if waiting for something.
Struggling in vain, ultimately falling into darkness.
—Are you satisfied now?
Yan Luo slowly raised her gaze, looking at him, and lightly sneered. She opened the folding fan in her hand and faced Yun Ze.
Yun Ze was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth as if to ask something, but couldn’t say anything.
What should he say? What should he ask? Should he ask whether her countless past killings of him, plunging him into hell numerous times, were her original intention or his misunderstanding?
To her, what did this disciple of hers really mean?
Such demonic energy naturally attracted the attention of various major sects, and before long, the elders and heads of various sects had almost all arrived.
Seeing Yan Luo, who in their eyes should have long been dead, standing there emanating demonic energy, capable of shaking the heavens and earth, everyone dared not act rashly.
What is going on?
The gazes of the crowd involuntarily turned towards Yun Ze.
And Yun Ze’s gaze was fixed on Yan Luo, lips tightly pursed, observing the unfamiliarity and coldness in Yan Luo’s eyes.
His heart felt so cold. The slowly spreading emotions… was it unease?
But Yan Luo’s attitude clearly indicated that this was what he deserved.
In the end, he couldn’t stay. Whether he was obedient or rebellious, it didn’t matter.
It turns out that no matter when, he still couldn’t get anything.