Yaoguang Fairy Path

Long Wuji's face was as gloomy as the sky, and the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to freeze the entire world. He spat out three cold words: "You dare to hurt her?" Although these brief words were light, they pierced Yue Ran's heart like an icy blade, making her tremble all over, as if she were in an ice cellar.

"No! Don't come over here!" Yue Ran screamed in horror, trying to use the name of Yao Chi Fairy Palace to intimidate Long Wu Ji, "I am a disciple of Yao Chi Fairy Palace. If you touch me, you will be the enemy of Yao Chi Fairy Palace!" She tried to defend herself, but there was a bit of despair in her voice.

However, Long Wuji's eyes held only boundless rage. He raised his right hand slightly, and the defensive magic tools surrounding Yue Ran instantly shattered, as if destroyed by an invisible force. He gripped Yue Ran's neck from mid-air, making her breathing increasingly difficult. Yue Ran struggled, whimpering in her throat, but she was unable to break free from Long Wuji's grasp.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, Yue Ran's body gradually dissipated into a bloody mist. The entire process took only a moment, yet it was terrifying. Long Wuji withdrew his right hand indifferently, as if everything was under his control.

He took a step forward and appeared beside Ye Shuyao. He removed the ice crystals from her body, gently picked her up, and disappeared into the hall. The whole process was swift and decisive, as if nothing could stop him.

Hiding behind a pillar, clutching her mouth and nose tightly, Ling Hua's face paled with fear. She watched helplessly as Yue Ran was murdered by Long Wuji, powerless to do anything but lower her hand with a trembling hand. Seeing the people who had woken up with her in the hall already fleeing in terror, her fear deepened.

Li Yuru was taken away by Baili Lingfeng, their whereabouts unknown. Ling Hua was terrified, but she couldn't stop her greed. She carefully walked to the guqin's location and saw a faint glow flowing on it, as if it had life. With joy in her heart, she couldn't help but reach out to touch the beautiful instrument.

However, the moment her hand touched the guqin, it suddenly disappeared from her grasp. Then, a fierce wind howled in the hall, and a dark mist filled the air, as if countless resentful spirits were howling.

"Hahahaha! We're finally out!" An eerie voice echoed through the hall, causing Ling Hua's heart to tighten. She looked up and saw the entire hall enveloped in a black aura. The cultivators who hadn't woken up had their spiritual energy and spirits instantly drained away, transforming them into mummies.

"Hahahaha! This spiritual energy and spirit are truly delicious!" The eerie voice rang out again, sending a wave of fear through Ling Hua. She retreated repeatedly, trying to escape this terrifying place.

However, at this moment, the strange voice sounded again: "Since you let us out, I will let you become my host!" Ling Hua only felt a powerful force surging into her body and her consciousness began to blur.

The whites of her eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only black as if her pupils were completely swallowed by darkness. She struggled to scream, but found that she had lost her voice and the ability to move, and could only let the power control her body.

The moment Ling Hua lost consciousness, she felt as if she had entered a dark and twisted world. Her body was no longer her own, possessed by an indescribable demonic entity. This demon, hailing from the abyss and possessing the power to devour all living things, had been trapped within the ancient zither for millennia, awaiting a suitable host.