1412 Return to Ice River City (1)
At this moment.
Cang Lang inner academy, Lake Island Villa District.
On the wall of the living room of a single villa, there was an ink brush painting with a black moth.
Half of the moth’s wings were burned, but it was still flying towards the ball of flames in front of it.
!!Suddenly…
The static moth flapped its wings in an eerie manner.
It swayed and charged towards the ball of flames without hesitation.
Boom!
Flames actually ignited in the ink painting and the tongue of fire swallowed the moth. Soon, the moth was on the verge of death and burned to ashes.
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At the same time.
In the residence area of the disciples in the inner city of the War G.o.d Clan, there was also an oil painting hanging in the living room of a two-storey building. On the oil painting, there was a cicada that was shedding its sh.e.l.l.
As if sensing some change, the cicada trembled slightly and tried its best to break free from the restraints of the cicada sh.e.l.l.
Dong!
The cicada successfully shed its sh.e.l.l and turned into a black bat that flew towards the Central Continent’s West Sea.
At the same time, in the burning moth drawing, the moth that had been burned to ashes actually turned into a black bat and flew towards Central Continent.
The two beams of black light collided in the sky above the West Sea and turned into a black flame that descended from the sky before swooping down towards Zhan Wuya.
Ye Qingyang grabbed Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao’s arms tightly as he roared, “He’s going to become a demon!” Ye Qingyang pulled the two of them away and quickly retreated into the valley.
The flames landed on Zhan Wuya’s head and quickly fused with his body.
As Zhan Wuya hugged his head with both hands in pain, he roared with a ferocious expression and let out an indignant scream.
Boom!
Zhan Wuya’s shirt suddenly self-destructed, and a pair of black bat wings extended from between Zhan Wuya’s shoulder blades.
“Ah!” Zhan Wuya’s tragic cry spread in all directions.
Zhan Jianxue opened her eyes weakly.
She saw Zhan Wuya’s body floating in the void with a pair of wings on his back. “Wuya…” Zhan Jianxue struggled to sit up as she shouted at Zhan Wuya weakly, “Wuya!”
Zhan Wuya seemed to have heard Zhan Jianxue’s call.
He lowered his head and looked at Zhan Jianxue. Then, he actually left Zhan Jianxue behind and flew away.
Seeing this, Yu Huang and the others walked out of the valley.
Looking in the direction Zhan Wuya flew away in, Yu Huang said thoughtfully, “According to Prime Emperor Yu Tian’s speculation, the first person Zhan Wuya makes eye contact with will definitely become that demon. He clearly glanced at Zhan Jianxue just now, so why didn’t Zhan Jianxue become a demon?”
Yu Huang’s question was what Sheng Xiao and Ye Qingyang were wondering about.
At this moment, Feng Yuncheng suddenly walked out of the forest. He looked at Yu Huang nervously as he asked, “How was my performance just now?”
That’s right, the Zhan Jiuxiao who suddenly appeared just now wasn’t the real Zhan Jiuxiao, but an illusion that Feng Yuncheng had transformed into.
Every word he said was instructed to him by Yu Huang in advance.
Yu Huang gave Feng Yuncheng a thumbs up as she praised, “Very impressive. If I hadn’t been able to sense your soul aura, I might not have discovered the truth.”
Yu Huang asked Sheng Xiao and Ye Qingyang, “Did you guys discover anything?”
Sheng Xiao shook his head.
Ye Qingyang looked at Feng Yuncheng in exasperation as he lamented with lingering fear, “Your illusion technique is too terrifying…”
Upon hearing their words, Feng Yuncheng secretly heaved a sigh of relief. “Fortunately, I didn’t mess up.” However, when he thought about how Zhan Wuya had become a demon, Feng Yuncheng felt uneasy.
He asked Yu Huang, “Now that Zhan Wuya has become like that, can you really make him return to his original appearance?”
“Yes.”
“That’s good.”
At this moment, Zhan Jianxue also struggled to stand up.
Seeing that Zhan Jianxue was up, Yu Huang said to Sheng Xiao and the others, “Let’s go take a look.”
“Okay.”
The four of them arrived beside Zhan Jianxue. Seeing that Zhan Jianxue couldn’t even stand steadily, Yu Huang held Zhan Jianxue’s arm. “How do you feel?”
Zhan Jianxue looked in the direction where Zhan Wuya had disappeared in and frowned worriedly. “Where did he go? Can he really return to normal?”
Yu Huang said solemnly, “I’m a Purifying Spirit Master. If I say he can, he definitely can. Zhan Jianxue, believe me.”
Only then did Zhan Jianxue turn to look at Yu Huang.
That day, when Yu Huang left the inner city, she found her and chatted with her for a long time. Through Yu Huang, Zhan Jianxue realized that the two paintings her father had given Zhan Wuya were actually two demonic paintings.