Ji Yan was deeply shocked.
He was astonished that "Future Ji Yan" could make Blood Shadow Wedding Dress willingly sacrifice herself to such an extent.
He was also astonished by "Future Ji Yan's" ruthlessness. Clearly, he was willing to sacrifice Blood Shadow Wedding Dress to save himself!
But clearly, the more Blood Shadow Wedding Dress pleaded, the less likely Ji Yan was to agree.
Then, in the next second, Ji Yan suddenly caught the scent of killing intent.
Freed from the restraints of Judgment Order, Blood Shadow Wedding Dress's blood-red eerie aura surged restlessly as she suddenly launched an attack.
She vanished from his line of sight in an instant, and Ji Yan abruptly felt an icy chill run down his spine.
As intense deathly intent enveloped him, Burning Death Eerie and Spirit of the Pen were about to intervene.
Ji Yan spoke. "Don't stop her!"
The sharp tips of those red nails pierced the skin of his back, drawing blood, before suddenly stopping.
Ji Yan turned and stared at Blood Shadow Wedding Dress, smiling instead. "You can't force me to kill you."
"And no matter what, you won't kill me either."
"I'm the only possibility of saving that Ji Yan in the Time Dungeon."
"Besides, you can't use my Blood Shadow Wedding Dress to force me, either. That would only make me smash the pot and break the bowl!"
Blood Shadow Wedding Dress's fingers trembled faintly.
It was an overwhelmingly intense sense of helplessness...
Looking at Blood Shadow Wedding Dress before him, at the bloodstains beneath her veil, Ji Yan's heart trembled for some reason.
Then, he grabbed his face with one hand. Amid a scalp-crawling tearing sound, he ripped off the blood-soaked Dead Game Mask.
Freed from the influence of his dark side, Ji Yan looked at Blood