Black Fu Hua cut her off sharply, her gaze icy. "She hasn't completely turned into a monster yet!"
True Fu Hua sighed softly. "But at this stage... she's already beyond saving."
Black Fu Hua ignored her and walked straight toward the trembling figure.
The girl struggled to open her eyelids, her pupils unfocused, her voice hoarse. "Are you... here to save us?"
Black Fu Hua crouched down and nodded firmly, her eyes resolute. "Don't be afraid. Leave it to me."
Up close, those purple markings looked even more hideous.
Had this been the Chi Yuan of old, who strictly upheld her commandments, the spear in her hand would already have pierced the girl's throat.
Those who succumbed to corruption must be slain.
That was an ironclad rule.
But the one here now was Black Fu Hua, freed from her shackles.
She was a freer, more willful existence.
She softened her tone and asked patiently, "What happened here just now? Take your time."
The girl trembled all over, still shaken.
"Everyone... suddenly went mad."
She recalled through tears, "Just now, so many people's bodies turned white. They started slashing at everything. There was blood everywhere..."
"This happened today?" the Feather of Yu Duchen's phantom pressed.
Yet the girl seemed unable to hear this voice at all, still murmuring to herself in terror.
Her consciousness drifted erratically like a kite with a broken string.
With the last of her strength, the girl squeezed a broken plea from her throat. "Save me... don't leave me behind..."
"I'm here. I'll never let go."
Black Fu Hua's fingertips were slightly cool as she gently pressed them against the burning forehead.
A miracle happened.
The clouded eyes focused again, and a trace of life appeared on the deathly still face.
Her lips moved, as though she