Ling Tian was completely immersed in thoughts of Hua Min'er and Lian Xin, so he was naturally quite annoyed by the interruption. Yet he did not open his eyes, continuing to play the Jade Flute as if nothing had happened. Faint Demonic Sha Qi surfaced around him, and within his longing, a trace of sinister, violent energy could be sensed.
The sinister energy spread out alongside his deep longing. The rhythm of the blue ice butterflies fluttering around Ling Tian was slightly disrupted, and their previously layered attacks grew considerably more chaotic.
Feeling Ling Tian's sinister energy and his will to resist, Tian Xin's own stubbornness was roused. She poured Mental Power into the blue light without holding back, sending it surging wildly. The wings behind Tian Xin also opened and closed, filling the sky with fluttering feathers. The ice butterflies' ability to seem almost immaterial grew even stronger.
The ice butterflies multiplied, and the pressure on Ling Tian grew ever greater. His playing began to falter more often. Yet the violent energy in his heart grew increasingly intense, and the black Demonic Sha Qi coiling around him grew thicker. The power he exuded became more savage, far greater than before.
As the Demonic Sha Qi grew denser, waves of bloody stench spread out. Ling Tian's ink-black hair began to show a few faint streaks of crimson, and as time passed, the red continued to spread.
The sinister violence gradually overwhelmed his longing. Now, only the intent to kill remained in Ling Tian's heart. He wanted nothing more than to wield his heavy halberd and slaughter every member of Ten Thousand Swords Cliff who had harmed Lian Xin and his parents. As his killing intent spread, the Killing Qi and Death Nether Qi lying dormant in his body were stirred,