The scholar himself did not have strong martial arts skills, but he was so clever that he had previously directed Cheng Yaojin and others to avoid wave after wave of attacks, always choosing the most advantageous positions for avoidance. However, this was also because Cheng Yaojin’s protection was excellent. Seeing the fat man bleeding all over now, his expression changed.

"Yaojin, pinch your Heavenly Altar Acupoint and..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already taken the initiative to press a point on Cheng Yaojin’s body.

The blood flow slightly slowed, but how could he help one and not the other?

Yet the blood still surged into Zhi’s mouth...

Sui Yi was still standing in the cracked Sacrificial Tower and looked up to see Wu Gen riding atop Zhi’s enormous body, which resembled a demon spirit.

This woman at the moment was like a demon, smiling sinisterly: "I said, you will be cursed... to sacrifice for the god is your best destiny... Zhi, kill her, she will make you the true Zhi... Go."

Roar~~

Zhi’s baby face turned toward Sui Yi, seemingly satisfied like a real baby drinking milk after having consumed the blood. But when it saw Sui Yi, it displayed a greed more terrifying than an adult’s.

The body completely pulled out from the ground.

That enormous and horrifying body...

Charged toward Sui Yi.

Magical and magnificent.

Magnificent and terrifying.

Shi Feixuan and Natasha turned their heads and saw this scene...

Natasha was fine, her first reaction internally was—That incredibly powerful second personality is going to emerge!

Shi Feixuan was much more sincere, unable to conceal her fear, her beautiful eyes locked onto Sui Yi inside the tower...

"The Sacrificial Tower is immortal, let you accomplish its revival!" Wu Gen closed her hands.

Hiss!

The originally cracked stones of the Sacrificial Tower began to tremble, then spiral and surge, as though to reseal the Sacrificial Tower, naturally also intending to seal Sui Yi completely inside the tower.

At this moment, Sui Yi was not holding the Demon Que but was instead holding that piece of Jade Stone with both hands. The Jade Stone floated and rotated, fine golden threads like silk flowed from Sui Yi’s palms, coiling around the Jade Stone, golden runes expanded from her palms, crawling over Sui Yi’s robes, adhering to her snow-white skin, extending to her pupils...

That was entirely different from the Divine Runes, dazzling and pure.

No malice whatsoever, only supreme aura.

Vast and ancient.

When she raised her eyes.

Natasha looked at those eyes, thinking to herself... her? That one?

And those eyes indeed were...

Buzz!

The Demon Que spiraled beside Sui Yi, at this moment expanding and retracting crazily, turning into thousands upon thousands of Demon Que Sword Flows, and with horrifying flames, immediately incinerated the sealing stones into dust, this terrifying force frantically expanded, erasing all the stones in an instant.

Zhi roared, opening its mouth to pounce forward, while Wu Gen on its head gripped the Golden Snake Sword...

Strong, far surpassing the Dongying Goblin Master.

Sect Master level?

Who knows, in any case, a Zhi and a Wu Gen combined could run rampant for thousands of miles in the Central Plains.

Can Song Que do it? Can Ning Daoqi do it?

Perhaps they can, who knows.

Now everyone only knew that their madness was the final counterattack, originating from Sui Yi’s terror.

This terror...

Sui Yi, surrounded by Jin Guang, reached out slowly toward the charging Zhi and person.

The palm was slender, the movement slow, yet seemed to quiet everything.

Shi Feixuan was suddenly dazed.

This aura seems like...

Buzz!

One palm, one Bodhi.

One glance, one instant.

Jin Guang expanded vastly.

In an instant.

Dust hovered, particles floated and sank, sky wide and cloudless.

The ground littered with debris, peaceful death.

A fine, white, jade-like hand was still on Zhi’s terrifying baby face, touching its brow.

And Wu Gen on its head remained motionless.

Because the body was already entwined by dense Demon Que Sword Flows, the tips pierced the brow, thrust through the heart, wrapped around the body eighty-one times.

"Ninety-nine eighty-one, the ninth cursing killing technique of the Witch." Wu Xie said slowly.

Then looked at the motionless massive body.

The calm and serenity at that point between the brows.

Wu Xie frowned, is this also witchcraft?

It seemed to belong to the enlightenment state methods of the Buddhist Sect, definitely not of witchcraft.

A witch who could use the Buddhist Sect’s methods?

Wu Xie saw suspicion on Liew Baiyi’s face, which mirrored his own doubts.

Sui Yi, this person was becoming more and more unpredictable.

It was Prince Fu Qian, covered in blood, who opened his eyes and looked over at Sui Yi... full of divine light in his eyes.

"You..." Wu Gen opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but as soon as she spoke, her body fractured with fiery patterns, burning into ashes.

Sui Yi glanced at her, Beak of the Golden Crow withdrew from Zhi’s brow, a glowing blood thread extracted...

"None but yours is obtainable, to get is to be bound, to lose is to be blessed."

The others couldn’t understand these words because it was in Sanskrit, but Shi Feixuan, well-read, understood them and was momentarily lost.

The blood thread drew out, suspended in Sui Yi’s palm, condensed into a dark red Blood Jade.

Zhi’s body had shrunk countless times with Sui Yi’s extraction.

Finally becoming a creature the size of an actual baby.

At this moment, everyone finally saw its timid innocence, it looked at Sui Yi, two chubby but not very pretty hands clasped together, seeming to fear Sui Yi yet wanting to be close to her.

Sui Yi’s hand rubbed its shiny bald head, as if it wasn’t a malicious creature born from consuming thousands of people’s flesh and blood, but just a simple child.

"All things have spirits, everyone makes mistakes... you will, I will, and the mistakes I’ve made are even bigger... much bigger..."

"Are you willing to change?"

Sui Yi looked at it.

And seemed to also be looking at herself. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)