After speaking softly to Sikong Jing, purple Su Yuexi gave another sinister laugh. "Stop resisting, my inner demon. You can't resist me. I lay dormant for so long just to wait for this very moment."
Flower Blood Drop Su Yuexi suddenly shouted, "You are the one who is my inner demon."
"Ha, hehehe..."
Purple Su Yuexi giggled endlessly...
"Whoever is stronger is the inner demon."
"Look at the state you're in now. If you're not my inner demon, then what are you? You're practically about to fall into demonhood... I merely took care of my beloved Jing Gege for a bit. How did you end up like this?"
"If Jing Gege doesn't have to give up his life, then he won't."
"Why do you have to fall into the demonic path?"
As she said this, the purple aura began crazily pressing down on Flower Blood Drop's aura.
Laughter kept spilling from Su Yuexi's mouth.
Meanwhile, Sikong Jing continued staring fixedly at Su Yuexi—at his wife's ever-changing expression, at the purple power constantly trying to suppress the Flower Blood Drop power, at the faint demonic smoke gradually rising from the Flower Blood Drop power...
It was a state of madness pushed to its utmost limit, as though she were about to succumb to demonhood.
"An inner demon? Two spirit shadows? Night Charm?"
Sikong Jing's mind raced wildly, and he immediately made a preliminary judgment.
His deep voice boomed, "Whatever you are, get the hell out of Yuexi's body this instant..."
The moment his words fell... BOOM!
Sikong Jing's spirit-shadow power erupted madly. His humanoid spirit shadow burst forth at once, about to drill into Su Yuexi's Spirit Platform sea of consciousness.
Though he had made a preliminary judgment, Sikong Jing had to enter Su Yuexi's Spirit Platform and see clearly for