Successive Waves at a Crossroads (Part 2)

Bao Yun stood in the snowy alleyway, five desiccated corpses lying before her. The five sand bandits who had been bounding about with life just moments ago had now met this end—their entire vital essence had been devoured by the spell-power incited by the Channelling Yin Demon, their very souls torn apart and chewed to pieces, sucked dry without a single drop remaining.

Sweeping her gaze across the various desiccated corpses, she began to understand the "intentions" of the Channelling Yin Demon.

Though not yet fully formed, the instinct of the Channelling Yin Demon already drove it, intent on asserting its own sense of existence. Seizing and killing the vital essence of the five sand bandits was simply a manifestation of its power.

What it demanded was "independence," so it could never accept the "invitations" from either side, limiting itself to being on "some particular ship."

At this moment, Bao Yun finally understood that she was standing at a three-way fork in the road:

Someone in the sky was calling out, claiming they would help her get revenge, but a moment's thought revealed there would be a price to pay;

Someone within her soul and spirit was making a connection, taking advantage of the old demonic seed without a shred of politeness;

And then there was the Channelling Yin Demon, demanding to exist independently in the world, transforming from the manifestation of heavenly tribulation spell-power into a true living entity.

Three paths lay before her eyes, and in truth, not a single one was what she genuinely wanted to take, yet she had to choose one.

She suddenly let out a snort of laughter, and afterwards could no longer hold it back, laughing until she swayed back and forth. In truth, there was nothing funny here; what existed was only