Elsewhere, Lin Xuan had already fallen into extreme danger.
In terms of strength, he far surpassed other cultivators of the same rank, yet at this very moment, what he had to face was his Inner Demon.
One misstep, and he would suffer qi deviation.
That ending would be even worse than perishing; nine times out of ten, he would not even have the chance to reenter reincarnation.
Lin Xuan's eyes were tightly shut, but his body was trembling nonstop.
Deep within his Consciousness Sea, Lin Xuan was resisting his Inner Demon with all his might.
Inside his dantian, the two Nascent Souls had long since opened their eyes, their little faces filled with nervousness. The Demon Core, the size of a dragon's eye, was also spinning without pause, threads of pure spiritual power shooting out from within.
But it had no effect. An Inner Demon was not something one could resist simply by having profound magic power.
Beside him, Yue'er's eyes were wide open, her face full of tension.
If they were facing a powerful enemy, she could lend a hand, but at this very moment, the little girl could not help at all.
An Inner Demon was certainly terrifying, but it was also illusory and insubstantial.
What exactly should she do?
If only Xiao Tao would wake up.
But whenever it came to a crucial moment, that girl always slept more soundly than anyone else.
Yue'er sighed. The only thing she could do was stretch out her arms and hold Lin Xuan in her embrace. Young Master would definitely be able to overcome this crisis.
Yet as time passed, Yue'er's confidence began to waver.
The expression on Lin Xuan's face grew more and more vacant. Could it be that he was already gradually being controlled by the Inner Demon?