With Ji Yuan's current Divine Sense and comprehension,
he only needed to look through the Myriad Demon-Bearing Art once to naturally commit it to memory.
Yet the moment he remembered it, he discovered that the Demon-Transforming Art within his body had actually begun circulating on its own.
Along with the Myriad Demon-Bearing Art he had just finished reading—
which he had not even had time to comprehend—it began circulating as well.
Though the latter had not been comprehended, it was being drawn along by the Demon-Transforming Art, operating bit by bit—or rather... being cast!
What was even more terrifying was that Ji Yuan had already been using the Demon-Transforming Art to maintain his Horned Dragon form.
Now that both techniques were circulating at once, he found that he could not stop them!
"Damn it, what kind of wicked technique is this?!"
Ji Yuan cursed inwardly. He did not even have time to enter Lingtian Square-Inch Mountain before sitting down on the spot and telling Long Fei and Long Yun, "Protect me."
"Yes, Young Master!"
From the moment Ji Yuan's expression had changed, the two of them had already sensed that something was wrong. Yet since Ji Yuan had said nothing, they did not dare ask. To their surprise, his expression only grew uglier and uglier.
Until now, when he had actually sat down on the spot to cultivate.
Long Fei looked toward Long Yun beside her. At a time like this, even she could not make up her mind.
Besides, she had always known that her mind was not as sharp as Long Yun's.
"This Black Demon Island is rather strange. We also need to protect the Young Master. Neither of us should stray too far."
As Long Yun spoke through voice transmission, his gaze naturally fell upon the old