At Gu Changdao's words, everyone turned to look at Qin Minghui in unison. Ye Han's brows knitted as well.
They would not have thought much of eight or ten of these demonized cultivators.
But a single glance revealed fifty or sixty demonized cultivators before them, and even the weakest was at the eleventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm.
Their strength might originally have been fairly ordinary, which was why demonic qi had invaded and demonized them.
This was fairly common. The disciples from the various sects who came to participate in the Immortal Ascension Assembly varied greatly in strength. Usually, the first to be eliminated were disciples like these, with low cultivation and little preparation, who had accidentally been invaded and demonized by demonic qi.
Yet although their cultivation might originally have been ordinary, their strength had soared after the demonic qi strengthened them, demonizing their spell power and flooding their bodies.
The strangest thing was that no one had expected these demonized cultivators to sit cross-legged and circulate their power in cultivation. They did not even fight among themselves, but obediently sat here meditating.
Hadn't they already become demonic beasts that knew only slaughter?
How could this be happening?
Qin Minghui's gaze grew grave as she told Gu Changdao and the others, "Don't rush. Let's observe them first."
As she spoke, a thread of blue spirit light appeared in her eyes. She studied them carefully, lost in thought.
Watching Qin Minghui's thoughtful eyes from the side, Ye Han recalled how deeply her large eyes had impressed him when they first met, dark and lustrous, with a purity free of the slightest impurity...
Now, however, Qin Minghui's eyes were filled with wisdom, the sort of wisdom that a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old cultivator could not possess.
They looked like the