Gu Youran's face turned pale instantly. "You...what do you want me to do?"
"It's very simple," the master took out a small silver knife from his bosom, "all it takes is a drop of Shi Heng's heart blood, dripping it on your Nine Star Ring."
"No!" Gu Youran immediately stood in front of Shi Heng.
However, Shi Heng gently pushed her away and said, "It's okay."
He took the knife without hesitation and stabbed himself in the heart.
"Aheng!" Gu Youran screamed in surprise.
Blood flowed down the blade and dripped onto the Nine Star Ring.
In an instant, the Nine-Star Ring burst out with a dazzling light, and a blurry shadow emerged from the ring.
"Senior Sister!" the master shouted excitedly, his voice full of anticipation.
However, the shadow suddenly spoke in a cold voice, "Do it."
Ryan immediately stepped forward and pressed his master's shoulders.
Shockingly, the phantom suddenly stretched out a translucent arm and pulled out a black shadow directly from the master's chest.
"This... this is..." Gu Youran looked at the scene in front of him in horror.
The black shadow that was pulled out let out a scream like a baby crying.
The master suddenly screamed and fell to his knees. His skin shriveled and cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, like an ancient tree that had been drained of its vitality.
The black shadow quickly merged with the phantom, and after the light dissipated, a clear human figure appeared in front of everyone.
It was Jiuchen from five hundred years ago!
Mu Xuewei staggered back two steps, her fingers unconsciously touching her cheek.
The face before her looked exactly like hers, but it carried an aura of pressure that made her tremble.
Jiuchen just glanced at her lightly, and she felt her legs go weak and almost fell to the ground.
The repression from the depths of her soul finally made her realize that she was nothing more than a poor copy.
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