Inside the Heavenly Demon Sect's great hall, lanterns and festive decorations hung everywhere, yet the place was empty and deathly silent.
Han Li stepped into the hall. That familiar fragrance, tinged with the faint scent of cosmetics, instantly transformed the savagery in his heart into boundless tenderness and murderous intent. Gazing at the face in the grand armchair, the face he had yearned for day and night, he spoke with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice. "Zi Ling."
Fairy Zi Ling lifted her head with difficulty. The instant her hollow eyes fell upon Han Li, they blazed with astonishing vitality! Tears spilled from them like pearls from a broken string! She tried to speak, only to discover that she could not so much as move a finger. All she could manage was a muffled sob from deep in her throat. "Mm..."
"Don't be afraid. I came too late."
Han Li stepped forward, appearing before Zi Ling in an instant like a phantom. He extended his right hand and spread his fingers. An indescribably terrifying suction force, seemingly capable of devouring heaven and earth, erupted from his palm!
Crack! Crack!
The two female Heavenly Demon Sect cultivators supporting Zi Ling never even managed to scream. Their bodies rapidly shriveled and crumbled, finally becoming two clouds of ash that vanished utterly from the world!
Han Li spared the ashes on the floor no further glance. Instead, he bent down, extended a finger, and gently touched Zi Ling between her brows.
"True Demon Qi: Release."
A gentle yet tremendous surge of spiritual power flowed slowly through his fingertip into Zi Ling's body. The black qi that had sealed all her meridians met its nemesis and instantly melted away!
"Cough, cough..."
Zi Ling coughed violently twice, gulping down fresh air. She raised her