The sound outside was transmitted inside, and at this moment the black fog was circling in the air as if it was anxious.

"Jun Ling, I'm doing this for your own good. If you want me to come out, I can give you everything you want, as long as you pull out that sword."

The black fog had become extremely annoyed. It didn't expect Jun Ling to be so stubborn.

"Since you know all this, you should know what kind of character I am. You want me to be your puppet? You're dreaming."

"Then how can you pull out that sword? I don't need to live in your body. As long as you take me out, I can give you everything you want."

The black fog was getting closer and closer, almost touching his body.

"I want you to submit to me."

"You're dreaming! Do you know who I am? How dare you make me submit to you? I tell you frankly, if you don't draw that sword today, you won't be able to leave. You'll be stuck here with me forever, just like you were imprisoned in the dungeon of the imperial palace, unable to see the sunlight for eternity."

"you……"

Recalling that time, the endless darkness eroded his body, and the chains pierced through his body, regardless of whether he felt pain or not, just to imprison him in that dark dungeon.

"Jun Ling, I won't harm you. You and I are destined to be together. As long as you let me go, I promise that everything I have today can be accomplished for you."

At this moment, Jun Ling's mind was still on the life in the dungeon during those years. He didn't want to go back to that place, and he didn't want to be trapped here forever. He also wanted to take revenge and find out the cause of his mother's death.

The black fog is best at capturing his emotions and is even better at amplifying these fears.

"Jun Ling, I'm here to help you. Trust me and pull out that sword."

For some reason, Jun Ling had a headache from the beginning, and now the headache was getting worse and worse, and even his palms were slowly returning to their original shape.

He had no idea what was going on, but he was very panicked. He didn't know if what the black fog said was true. His head was aching so much that he could hardly make any judgment.

The black fog became more and more proud. Go, pull out the sword, I will completely free you and let you control your body.

Jun Ling seemed to have noticed his thoughts and suddenly stopped walking forward.

"Jun Ling, what are you doing? Don't stop, go over there quickly."

"You want to control me? Are you dreaming?"

"Jun Ling, Jun Ling, where are you? This damn Jun Ling just knows how to run around. Where has he been?"

The voice outside came clearly. Jun Ling knew it was Jiang Rongxi's voice. For some reason, he wanted to see someone familiar now.

"Jiang Rongxi, I'm here, can you hear me?"

The black mist flew over and stopped in front of him. Seeing that he had not taken a few steps forward, he took a few steps back, and the black mist scattered in all directions.

"Jun Ling, don't waste your energy. People outside can't hear the sounds inside. If you want to get out, the only way is to cooperate with me, otherwise you will be trapped here forever."

The familiar headache came again and hit Jun Ling's brain. Jun Ling no longer sat there and waited for death. He closed his eyes tightly, endured the pain, and opened his eyes again. Red slowly appeared at the corners of his eyes, and red and white eyeliner quietly extended from the corners of his beautiful peach blossom eyes, making his already charming eyes even more coquettish and alluring.

At this moment, a faint light suddenly flashed between Jun Ling's eyebrows, and the outline of a plum blossom was looming, with petals unfolding one by one, and the delicate texture was clearly visible.

"Threaten me, you're courting death."

He gathered his spiritual power in his palms, and as he turned around, the spiritual power shot out as fast as lightning, heading straight for the black fog.

Wherever the spiritual power passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

The black mist was also dispersed because of the delay in dodging, but...

"Jun Ling, don't waste your time. This is not my main body. You can't hurt me. If you really want to fight me, go and pull out that sword. My main body is inside."

Jun Ling didn't believe it and attacked the black fog repeatedly many times, but it was of no avail. After the black fog dissipated, it quickly returned to its original shape.

"I told you not to waste your time. Since we can't make things work out by talking it over, don't blame me."

The black fog surged and spread, surrounding the entire space. Then, countless black balls condensed from the black fog came towards Jun Ling. At first, he dodged very quickly and was even able to disperse the flying black fog one by one.

But the longer the time went on, the faster he became exhausted, and the black mist seemed to be inexhaustible and kept coming towards him without slowing down. In the end, one black ball after another smashed into his body.

His movements began to slow down, and his body slowly moved towards the sword, becoming increasingly uncontrollable. The meaning was obvious: they wanted him to pull out the sword.

Jun Ling fought hard. He knew that the only thing that could control the black fog was this long sword. If it was pulled out, not only himself but also the entire tomb would be in trouble.

He was not afraid of the place being destroyed, but he was worried that this thing would turn it into a puppet after it got out.

He doesn't want to...

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, a wall was broken, and a cloud of dust was raised.

Then, a figure emerged from the broken wall. It was a young girl, her face filled with fear and confusion.

She covered her mouth and nose tightly with her hands, as if trying to prevent dust from entering her respiratory tract. Her eyes darted around, alert to possible dangers.

"Jun Ling, you're actually here. I've been calling you for a long time but you didn't respond. What are you doing?"

Although Rong Xi saw the black fog when she came in, she thought it was the dust raised by her kicking down the wall, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

"Get out, get out of here."

But it was too late. The black fog had already seen Rong Xi and came to Rong Xi like a whirlwind.

"Jun Ling, don't think that you are the only one who can draw that sword. She can do it too."

"Jiang Rongxi, get out of here quickly and don't touch her." The last sentence was said to Jiang Rongxi.

He was now controlled and unable to move, not even able to turn his head, and could only stiffly tell Jiang Rongxi to leave.

Rong Xi was naturally trapped and unable to move. She stared at the black fog in front of her for a long time before saying, "What is this? It's so ugly!"

Black Mist: ...

Jun Ling: ...

The black mist was deforming, but he knew that he couldn't anger the woman now, so he could only guide her in a gentle tone.

"Jiang Rongxi, the young disciple of the Ziyang Sect's leader, was picked up from the roadside by Yun Yao. I'm right."

"wrong."

"How could it be wrong?"

"That's just not right. I know my own affairs better than anyone else. What you said is just not right."

"Impossible, everything I said is correct."

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, you're right, okay?"

"you……"