Ziqingyun let me hold her hand, while she kept trying with all her might to open her mouth and chant a spell. When immortals fought, they generally relied on movement techniques to evade danger, while facing attacks head-on left them relatively vulnerable—especially when the opponent was an entire tribulation realm above them. Once trapped, that usually meant death! So it was only natural that I felt as if my soul were about to scatter!
I couldn't speak now, nor could I silently borrow magic. Aside from forcing out a protective barrier that was barely better than nothing, I had no way of dealing with this at all. A thread of fear also crept into Ziqingyun's eyes. She wore the expression of someone whose every hope had been crushed.
The next moment, Fan Tiansheng swooshed right in front of us and let out a strange, cold laugh. This only deepened the fear in Ziqingyun's eyes.
I hadn't expected the ghostly aura to become so dense that it could restrict movement, but that didn't mean I had no way to deal with it. In the next instant, I switched to my second meridian. Innate demonic energy surged out of my body, and the portion around my right hand soon infected part of the ghostly aura. I immediately borrowed magic without a sound, activating the Shrinking Earth technique. With a swoosh, I reached a place where the ghostly aura could no longer spread its infection!
"That's truly innate demonic energy?!" Ziqingyun, who was holding my hand, was instantly shocked. After seeing me nod, she said, "I never imagined that after innate demonic energy vanished along with the Supreme God of the Linyue Kingdom all those years ago, I would have another chance to see it. And I never imagined it would be inside