Qi's face seemed to have gone even paler.
She quickly let go of his hand, as if she'd been burned.
"Come on, let's go! Quit dawdling!" she urged, turning and heading out of the alley. Her retreating figure looked a little hurried.
Han Wuji braced himself against the wall and slowly straightened up.
He lowered his gaze to his right hand.
That feeling just now... There was no mistaking it.
That mark was no benevolent "filter."
It was a straw.
A straw stuck into the very source of his power!
It was only that his newly formed Demonic God Tai Chi Vortex was so domineering that even the straw couldn't easily draw energy from it.
Qi hadn't grabbed him just now out of kindness.
She'd been... testing him.
Testing whether the mark was working properly, testing how much control she had over him.
And she'd failed.
Han Wuji's heart turned ice-cold.
That little demon had schemed through every word and every expression from beginning to end.
Work with her?
That would be like making a deal with a tiger!
Dragging his exhausted body, he followed Qi out of the alley.
But his mind raced as he searched for a way out of this mess.
Kill her?
No. He was far too weak right now, and that mark was a huge liability. Who knew if the thing would explode the moment he killed her?
Run?
She'd said she could find him anywhere in the world. Han Wuji had no reason to doubt her. A bizarre mark like this probably had tracking abilities.
That left only one option.
Play along.
First, figure out her goal and the mark's true purpose. Then find a way to counter it, and after that...
Strike a killing blow!
Just as the two of them, one ahead