Before long, Li Yun reached the place where the gas lay.
"Open!"
With a low shout, Li Yun swept his hand, and a powerful force tore it open.
Sizzle—
In an instant, demonic qi welled up and began spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Freeze!"
At the sight, Li Yun gave a cold smile.
He raised his hand and pressed down toward the area before him, pinning it firmly in place.
"Master..."
Ye Qingcheng stepped forward. Looking at the black demonic qi, her face turned deathly pale, and she clenched her fists. "This is..."
"Demonic qi!"
With a calm smile, Li Yun beckoned, drawing both the black demonic qi and its core before him.
Pointing at the black orb, Li Yun looked at Ye Qingcheng and said, "This is what you devoured. However, it was never truly devoured completely. Instead, it hid within your sea of consciousness."
"Right now, it doesn't pose much of a threat. But if you encounter a Demon Race cultivator in the future, they could coordinate their attacks from within and without. Their combined power could make you pay a terrible price."
"Not only could you die and have your Dao extinguished, they might even seize your body."
"What?!"
"Seize my body?!"
Ye Qingcheng's lips parted, disbelief covering her face.
Then, as she looked at the black orb, her gaze filled with wariness, anger, and a trace of lingering fear.
There was no other reason. She simply understood all too well what this meant.
If someone seized her body...
She would undoubtedly die.
And if a member of the Demon Race truly seized her body, Li Yun would strike without hesitation and destroy her once he learned of it.
At that thought, Ye Qingcheng gritted her teeth. "Damn the Demon Race! I won't