"Huff... Huff... So long, it was you who has been influencing me all this time? Making me suspicious and uneasy? What... what exactly are you?"
Within the Miaoyin Sect, Han Yongxu was gasping for breath, his brows deeply furrowed as he stared at the evil power he had forcibly expelled from his body.
By his side, the magic treasure Mirror Light Ruler circled and spun, making it difficult for the sinister spirit pervading the room to invade further.
Soon, the walls of the room began to discolor as if something were moving within them, accompanied by quiet sounds.
A pale hand suddenly reached out from the door and quickly withdrew, lightly knocking on the door and creating a 'thump, thump' sound.
Han Yongxu's face changed slightly, "Ghost tricks!"
The golden core in his chest shone like a sun, and the Mirror Light Ruler emitted a brilliant light. The room's temperature rose rapidly, forcing back the surrounding dark aura.
