Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Yun Suisi's sense of tension grew stronger.

He twitched his fingers slightly, preparing to launch a counterattack at the crucial moment.

Just then, the deep roar grew closer and closer, as if some enormous monster was approaching.

The coffin lid shook even more violently, as if it might be lifted at any moment.

Yun Suisi took a deep breath, concentrated, and prepared to meet the upcoming challenge.

Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed from a distance, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

The dark figure moved with incredible speed, arriving beside the coffin in an instant.

Yun Suisi looked closely and saw that it was a monster emanating black mist.

The monster was tall and twisted, its eyes flashing red, as if burning with hellfire.

It opened its gaping maw, revealing sharp teeth, and let out a chilling roar.

The surrounding villagers remained unresponsive.

They seemed frozen in place by some mysterious force, oblivious to the immense danger before them.

They stood there silently, their eyes vacant and dull, the torches in their hands flickering and casting distorted shadows.

The monster, resembling a swirling, thick black mist, slowly hovered and lingered around the coffin.

This black mist seemed to have escaped from the deepest abyss of darkness, carrying with it endless gloom and terror.

It has no fixed form.

Sometimes it coalesces into a tall and twisted black shadow, and sometimes it disperses into countless wisps of black smoke like tentacles, as if it is constantly probing the surrounding environment.

Red light flickered intermittently within the black mist, like the eyes of a demon hidden in the darkness, exuding a chillingly evil aura.

Each flash of light seemed to herald the approach of death.

Its presence seemed to plunge the entire space into an eerie silence.

Only the faint, low roar echoed in the air, like a summons from hell.

It moved slowly around the coffin, its heavy steps silent yet seemingly conveying an invisible pressure.

Each time it approached the coffin, the black mist would slightly contract, as if sensing the offerings that belonged to it inside.

The evil aura enveloped the coffin, as if greedily inhaling the scent of the offerings.

The surrounding air seemed to be polluted by this black fog, becoming cold and oppressive.

In the darkness, it seemed as if countless unseen eyes were watching everything.

It makes you feel as if you are in a terrifying nightmare.

And that black mist was like the master of this nightmare.

Waiting for the right moment, ready to swallow the sacrifice whole, letting fear and despair spread throughout the world.

The black mist continued to swirl slowly around the coffin, like a patient hunter waiting for the perfect moment to deliver a fatal blow.

The red light flickered more and more frequently in the black mist, like a demon beating excitedly.

The deep roar grew clearer, as if urging the black mist to take action as soon as possible.

Despite being filled with fear, Yun Suisi, inside the coffin, tried his best to remain calm.

He could clearly feel the evil aura emanating from the black mist, as if countless cold hands were touching his skin.

He clenched his fists tightly, ready to launch a counterattack at the crucial moment.

As time went on, the black fog seemed to be gradually running out of patience.

It began to approach the coffin more frequently, each approach causing the coffin to tremble slightly.

The countless wisps of black smoke, like tentacles, seemed to be testing the coffin's sturdiness, searching for a way out.

Suddenly, the black mist contracted sharply, condensing into a tall and twisted black shadow.

The dark figure, like a giant demon, looked down at the coffin from above.

Red light shot from the shadowy figure's eyes, like two rays of death, staring straight at Yun Suisi in the coffin.

The shadowy figure opened its enormous mouth, revealing sharp fangs and endless darkness.

A powerful suction force emanated from the dark figure's mouth, as if trying to suck Yun Suisi and the coffin into the endless darkness.

Under the influence of this suction force, the coffin began to move slowly, approaching the mouth of the dark figure.

Yun Suisi was greatly alarmed; he knew he could no longer sit idly by and wait for his death.

He quickly focused his energy and mobilized the power within his body.

At this critical moment of life and death, the blood-red sedan chair suddenly emitted a very subtle yet mysterious tremor.

Immediately afterwards, a figure shot out of the bridal sedan chair at an unimaginable speed, like lightning.

That's a man.

He was wearing a long, pure black robe.

The robe seemed to be made of the most mysterious silk threads.

In this dim light, mysterious silver patterns shimmered faintly.

Each line seems to contain endless power and mystery.

His face was as cold and stern as an ice sculpture, with sharp, angular lines that conveyed an imposing and dignified presence.

His eyes were deep and resolute, like two bright stars, revealing a fearless courage and determination.

He seemed like an invincible war god who had emerged from the deepest part of hell, exuding an innate domineering aura and majesty.

The man instantly arrived beside the coffin where Yun Suisi was.

His movements were light and agile, yet carried an unshakeable composure.

He spread his arms wide, his posture resembling a majestic mountain peak, firmly protecting Yun Suisi behind him.

He exuded an aura so powerful it was suffocating.

That aura was like an indestructible, invisible barrier, completely blocking the terrifying black mist from entering.

That aura contained boundless power, as if it could easily destroy all evil in the world.

The black mist monster felt a surge of intense fighting desire the moment it saw the man.

As an evil being born from the abyss of darkness, it believed itself to possess great power and was unwilling to back down in front of this suddenly appearing man.

The black mist began to churn and surge violently, becoming even more turbulent than before, like an enraged sea.

A crimson light flickered wildly within the black mist, its glow like the eyes of a demon, filled with rage and defiance.

It coalesced into a larger, more distorted black shadow than before.

The dark figure resembled a mountain forged from darkness, exuding a chilling aura of evil.

The dark figure opened its blood-red maw, revealing fangs that were even sharper and more ferocious than before.

It let out a deafening roar.

The roar seemed to penetrate one's soul, defying the man as if proclaiming its power and invincibility.

However, when the man released a slight amount of pressure, the entire space seemed to be enveloped by an irresistible and powerful force.

The oppressive force, like a surging tide, swept towards the black mist monster in an instant.

Faced with this powerful pressure, the black mist monster felt an unprecedented fear.

It tried to resist, tried to struggle.

It churned and surged wildly, its red light flashing desperately within the black mist, as if it were doing everything in its power to resist the oppressive force.

But the oppressive force was so strong that it was completely unable to move.

Its body began to tremble, and its tall, twisted figure gradually became blurred, as if it would disappear at any moment.

As the man's oppressive aura intensified, the black mist monster began to tremble violently.

The trembling grew more and more intense, as if it were enduring immense pain.

Its originally tall and twisted figure gradually became blurred, as if shrouded in a layer of mist.

The red light dimmed in the black mist, like a flame that had been extinguished.

The black mist monster let out a desperate roar, but the roar seemed so powerless and pale in the face of the man's oppressive aura.