Fortunately

Wen Xu only felt that his heartbeat was astonishingly loud. That nauseating, clammy, suffocating sensation swept over him again, yet he clearly had not sensed any demonic qi?

"Wen Xu-Xu, what's wrong with you?!"

Seeing his friend standing motionless, Bian Chunchou immediately grabbed him and ran backward without a second thought. Yet the danger behind them steadily closed in, leaving him not even the time to throw out a talisman. Just when he had nowhere left to run, the door beside them was yanked open, and Chen Zui charged straight at it with saber in hand.

With a clang, the blade was blocked by a surge of powerful spiritual energy. Chen Zui was forced to cough up a mouthful of blood, but he had held it back after all, buying Zheng Jin and Song Zijing the chance to catch up.

Yet what terrified them was that even two Nascent Soul True Lords joining hands had failed to subdue the out-of-control "female cultivator."

"Song Zijing, what's going on with her?! Where is Zhi Lianshan?!"

Zhi Lianshan staggered forward, panting heavily. "I'm here. Her divine soul is bound to someone by a Heaven-and-Earth Oath. She's been possessed!"

It was precisely because he had discovered this while examining her that "she" had suddenly lost control.

The shock on Song Zijing's face did not seem feigned. "How is that possible?"

"What do you mean, possible or impossible?! Move! If my Yonglu Mountain's junior granduncle is harmed, I'll never let your Heavenly Secrets Pavilion get away with it!"

Yet at that moment, the "female cultivator" let out a shrill laugh. She still wore Xin Ci's peony-like face, but it had become utterly eerie and sinister. She pointed with an invisible finger, the smile at her lips seeming to split all the way to her ears