If I Don't Become a Demon, Who Will?

Sikong Jing's true qi circulated continuously within his sister's body, searching for the last spark of life.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

His eyes suddenly lit up. At last, he sensed the aura of the Eternal Night Wolf King's tears.

That aura was slowly emanating from Sikong Ling's heart, flowing through her entire body.

Thump, thump...

Sikong Ling's heart beat faintly, yet steadily.

Only then did Sikong Jing let out a slight breath.

But at that moment, terrifying black scales gradually began to emerge across his body, and his eyes slowly turned blood-red.

"Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, you sensed it, didn't you?"

"That is the aura of the Eternal Night Wolf King's tears. They are protecting your sister from death. This is not the most hopeless moment yet."

"That's right, you cannot fall to demonhood. If you do, you may no longer be able to save your sister."

Ferocious beasts cried out one after another within the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison. The Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts was truly about to fall to demonhood.

Heaven knew whether he could recover from demonhood this time. His Beast Heart was growing ever more resolute; once he fell to demonhood, it might become increasingly difficult to break free. As they had said before, the firmer the Beast Heart, the firmer the demonic heart would become as well.

Listening to the frantic persuasion of the beasts, Sikong Jing's lips curled into a faint smile brimming with chilling coldness.

"I know. But if I do not fall to demonhood, how am I supposed to save my sister?"

"If I do not fall to demonhood, can I leave this place alive? If I do not fall to demonhood, then who will?"

His voice crashed heavily into the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Prison.

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