At that moment, illusory figures seemed to emerge in her mind, one after another.
Some were headless, some had no feet, some dragged colorful entrails across the ground, and some had only two deeply sunken, bloody holes for eyes...
Corpses in all manner of grotesque, horrifying states, too pitiful to behold, suddenly pressed toward her, their wailing seemingly shaking the heavens.
Among them, Miss Yue even saw the man she had tortured to death the previous night, chewing him to pieces bit by bit.
"What? My food has all turned into ghosts? You want to demand justice from me?"
She suddenly realized that all these people had died by her hand. After a moment of astonishment, she threw back her head and laughed wildly.
"Ghosts? Even as ghosts, you're still lowborn scum! What have you got to fight me with?!"
She unleashed the Yin-Dipper Cord, brazenly turning it into a streak of dark purple light that struck the foremost figure, smashing it to pieces with a boom.
Before Miss Yue could congratulate herself, the sinister figures pressing toward her seemed frightened by the blow and instantly dissolved into wisps of black smoke.
Shortly after they vanished, another scene replaced them.
Heavenly blossoms scattered everywhere, golden light shone bright, crimson flames blazed, and rosy clouds glowed in brilliant colors.
She seemed to have suddenly found herself inside a Numinous Firmament Immortal Palace. Bright light shimmered around her, auspicious clouds radiated ten thousand rays, and beautiful men and women of graceful bearing came and went. Countless colorful butterflies circled their bodies, dreamlike and illusory, while an exotic fragrance spread far and wide, faintly perfuming her mouth and nose.
"This is... I've succeeded?!"
Still dazed, Miss Yue felt a tremendous joy suddenly surge through her heart at the sight.
"I've become a Yin