Master Xuan Yi lowered his head slightly and looked at his chest. Blood gushed from the wound, and searing pain swept through his entire body.
He froze stiffly, then turned to look at the person before him.
Master Xuan Yi remembered that this man seemed to be Master Xuanming's disciple, apparently named Xuan Shang.
Master Xuan Yi had only the faintest impression of Xuan Shang and knew little else about him. As far as he knew, Xuan Shang, Master Xuanming's disciple, was also an experiment—Master Xuanming himself had never intended to cultivate him in earnest.
But what Master Xuan Yi could not understand was why Xuan Shang had attacked him.
"Xuan Shang! What are you doing?!"
The others saw what had happened to Master Xuan Yi as well. Master Xuanming's face turned crimson with rage as he shouted furiously.
No one had expected that Master Xuan Yi had not been defeated by an inner demon, only to be ambushed by one of his own!
"Puh!"
Master Xuanming was beside himself with fury, but that distraction allowed the inner demon at his side to wound him. He coughed up blood in great mouthfuls and was sent flying backward.
This was far too unexpected. No one could have imagined that someone from their own camp would suddenly strike at Master Xuan Yi.
Every high-ranking member of the Buddhist Sect was entangled by inner demons, and the Buddhist Sect disciples were no exception, facing the inner demons' savage assaults.
Originally, after swallowing the forbidden medicine, Master Xuan Yi had intended to kill this strongest inner demon as swiftly as possible, then immediately go help the others.
Sadly, at the critical moment, one of his own had stabbed him in the back.
Inner demons ran rampant all around them, yet not a single one