[In the 17,813,178th year, in an unknown chaotic region of the cosmos, Gu Xian was undergoing the greatest trial of his life. At his side stood a Blood Demon Pool, half red and half purple.
Within the boiling blood pool floated an incomparably beautiful figure. If you had been here, you would certainly have recognized her as the peerless beauty you had encountered several times—Yan Guiwan! Her ink-black hair spread through the bloody water, while the cinnabar dot between her brows had already turned pitch-black. Her once moon-bright aura was now pierced through by nine soul-eroding nails.
More terrifying still, a battle of chaotic demons was unfolding within Yan Guiwan's body. Two utterly different kinds of demonic qi were devouring and slaughtering one another. One sought to continue invading Yan Guiwan and extracting her Origin Crystals to serve as energy for the ritual array surrounding the blood pool. The other, while stopping the former, was also expelling the demonic qi that had already fused with Yan Guiwan. Yet even as it expelled that qi, it too was being worn away by it.]
[The two forces took Yan Guiwan's body as their main battlefield, neither yielding an inch. This caused Yan Guiwan, whose spirit body had already been frail, to grow ever more unmoored in aura, until even her spirit body was nearing the brink of shattering!
The only reason it had not collapsed outright was because Gu Xian, above the blood pool, was fighting the demonic qi invading his body and even the Demonic Thought of the Funeral Spirit Demon Emperor, while using a secret art and expending his Lifebound blood essence to protect Yan Guiwan's spirit body from breaking apart.]
[Of course, Gu Xian himself was in no better condition. Had his will not been terrifyingly steadfast, his state