As the saying went, all things gave rise to one another and held one another in check.
The Moon's Eye brought the backlash of demon markings.
Naturally, someone would also devise a technique to counter it.
Thus, the Eye of the Moon was born.
As Huo Yuhao chanted, the Moon Demon Markings on Zhang Lexuan's body began peeling away in an orderly sequence, hovering between them like ink embellishing a landscape painting.
Once most of the demon markings had been stripped away, Zhang Lexuan's slender body returned to its luminous, moon-white purity.
Huo Yuhao hurriedly turned his head away.
Earlier, the demon markings had covered her, and he had been studying them so intently that he hadn't thought much of it. Now, however, the sight was rather unsuitable for children.
"Y-you, hurry up and put your clothes on."
When had Huo Yuhao ever seen anything like this? He immediately lost his composure.
Zhang Lexuan clenched her teeth.
You've already seen everything you should and shouldn't have seen, and now you're pulling this on me?
You're acting as though you're the one who got the short end of the stick.
Yet Zhang Lexuan was an immensely proud woman. Although her heart could no longer accommodate any other man, that did not mean she would fall in love with Huo Yuhao.
Given Huo Yuhao's atrocities, she would only drift further and further away from him in the future. Perhaps she was destined to grow old alone.
A moment later, Zhang Lexuan finished dressing and stood quietly before Huo Yuhao.
With the demon markings removed and some life energy absorbed, her body could just barely remain standing.
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao turned around and flicked the drop of pure life essence in his hand into Zhang Lexuan's forehead.
Rich life force spread outward.