Shu Yun saw Jiang Yan standing in a black mist, all of it black. Since the demonic energy had previously appeared to be intertwined and devouring each other, she naturally assumed that it was Jiang Yan's demonic energy fighting against the black sea.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yan's demonic energy had already suppressed the Black Sea. With each piece of the Black Sea he devoured, Jiang Yan's demonic energy grew stronger, like a snowball rolling bigger and bigger.
The black mist transformed into wisps that swirled around Jiang Yan. Dressed in black robes, he stood atop the black mist, as if trying to merge with the black energy.
Only the exposed pale skin and bloodshot eyes allowed one to clearly see that there was still a person in the black mist.
This time, Shu Yun saw clearly that the swirling black mist was all Jiang Yan's doing, and the Black Sea had been suppressed to the point that it could only cower in a corner underground without anyone noticing.
Realizing this, an ominous feeling welled up in Shu Yun's heart.
She managed to steady her voice, trying to make it sound as calm as possible, "Jiang Yan, come out."
Jiang Yan looked up at her. Her dark hair was draped behind her, and her handsome and beautiful face had lost its previous smile.
The Black Sea was being swallowed up faster and faster, and the volume occupied by the black fog was expanding exponentially.
"Jiang Yan!" Shu Yun finally couldn't help but shout, "Stop absorbing demonic energy! Come out now!"
The evil energy within his body surged wildly, and Jiang Yan felt his blood and qi churning.
He knew his own body best, of course. He was too eager for quick success and greed, and he devoured the inner core and demonic energy of the great demons. He was already at his limit.
Now that he has absorbed so much demonic energy from underground, the inevitable end that all demonic cultivators will eventually reach is slowly unfolding before his eyes.
Her divine power can purify demonic energy, and when she becomes entangled with it, they corrode each other, resulting in a fight to the death.
And his ability happens to be demonic energy; even their abilities are incompatible, which is truly...
Jiang Yan began to forcefully compress the demonic energy within his body. She was a high god of Penglai, a deity who protected the peace of the Three Realms and was revered by all. It was too much of a wish for him to have her.
In this outcome, he was able to help her resolve the hidden danger underground, which can be considered his final contribution. He only hopes that this small act of kindness will make her remember him for a longer time.
The camellia petals at the corner of Shu Yun's eye fell away in a flurry, and soon the entire flower disappeared from the corner of her eye, in exchange for her immense divine power.
When she mobilized her divine power, she was stunned for a moment; this power…
She looked down and saw that the exquisite shackles had disappeared without a trace.
When Jiang Yan sent her out of the barrier, he also secretly opened the Linglong Shackles!
Jiang Yan inhaled large swaths of black mist into his body. He stared at Shu Yun, who was frantically attacking the barrier, his consciousness becoming somewhat hazy.
"Master, stay away from the barrier, it will be very dangerous later."
He was actually very unwilling to let go, but his time was up and he had no other choice.
It would be better to die a tragic death in front of her, so that I can remain in her memory for a little longer.
After emerging from the illusion, he was filled with despair, partly due to the illusion itself, but mostly because he couldn't control his memories of his past experiences.
The illusion affected his emotions, causing his reason to be suppressed by his feelings, plunging him into negative emotions, and making him repeatedly indulge in those memories he had buried deep in his heart, unable to extricate himself.
Having just awakened from the illusion, Jiang Yan couldn't guarantee that if he saw anyone other than her, he wouldn't be overwhelmed by his inner demons and go on a killing spree.
Fortunately, when he opened his eyes, he saw her.
Looking back on his life, he lived entirely for her, always chasing after her, exhausting all his schemes to grasp the ray of light he saw in Qiliu Lane, Pingyang, when he was a child.
Betrayed by Sister Liu, he hunched over in the dirty mud of the alley, enduring punches and kicks. The bluestone slabs of the alley were cold to lie on, and a light rain was falling from the sky. He was just a nameless servant, and no one would care if he died here.
At the entrance of a dark and long alley, a female Taoist in green stopped. She was holding an oil-paper umbrella, so her face could not be seen, but judging from her overall demeanor, she was definitely not an ordinary person.
His eyes widened, hope ignited in his heart, and he stretched out his hand towards the alley entrance.
The light moved from outside onto him.
Like other demonic cultivators facing the fate of demonic cultivation, Jiang Yan did not want to become a hideous, mindless monster.
From the mortal realm to the demon realm, he was ultimately trapped in darkness. All his scheming was laughable.
In his final moments of consciousness, he kept gazing at that vibrant crimson color.
This time, however, was different from the alley in Pingyang. He simply watched the bright light quietly and did not reach out his hand again.
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