"Master, you..."
When Kun Peng Zi saw Mu Zi's pale face, he could not help asking.
Mu Zi's gaze was calm as she said faintly,
"It's nothing."
Though Mu Zi's aura was weak, no longer vast as the sea like before and instead somewhat disordered, it had not completely gone out of control.
At this moment, within his body was a clump of viscous black liquid, deep and cold. A single glance at it would send terror deep into the soul, as though that liquid were the most evil thing in the world, making one shudder.
The evil liquid possessed an extremely powerful destructive force. The moment it entered Mu Zi's body, it tried to rampage outward. However, an ancient ice-blue rune surfaced nearby, and under the shining light, that mass of Source Demon Qi was also somewhat restrained.
At the same time, extremely pure Yuan Power continuously gathered around the viscous liquid, sealing it within a certain range. From within the Yuan Power, wave after wave of intangible conception seeped out: life and death, yin and yang, creation, self-sacrifice.
No matter how ferocious that Demon Qi was, it could not break through the seal. It could only rage impotently under the encirclement and blockade of Yuan Power.
The Source Demon Qi of the Ten King Hall possessed an extremely terrifying aggressiveness. If it invaded a fragile body, even a Second Cycle Reincarnation stage expert would face mortal danger, and there was even a risk of being assimilated.
However, the many conceptions Mu Zi had comprehended had quite formidable "killing power" against Demon Qi. Almost every conception was no weaker than the power of an Ancestral Symbol.
To a certain extent, Mu Zi could be called the bane of the Otherworldly Demon Clan. Demon Qi erosion, a method that posed