After being struck by Yuan's golden light, Meng Xuan felt her blood begin to boil, an intense heat coursing through her veins. Her muscles twitched and squirmed uncontrollably, as though they were trying to break free from her skin.
"That power you accepted from the demon may have increased your cultivation and longevity, but it comes with a price. It will strip away your humanity. While you won't fully become a demon, you'll turn into something in-between—something neither human nor demon."
As Yuan spoke, Meng Xuan's body began to contort unnaturally, her form twisting and shifting. Her white skin darkened in patches, and her beautiful features took on a grotesque, unrecognizable appearance.
