In the sky, evil yin Qi surged. Ye Fan stood proudly on his flying shuttle, enveloped in golden light, his eyes glittering with gold.
"What's happening?"
Chen Feilian's pupils dilated abruptly, his face a picture of confusion.
Although he was the son of Chen Daozang and had been in charge of the Qinghong Organization for no short time, with a breadth of experience unrivaled among his peers, he still could not comprehend why golden light appeared around Ye Fan.
"Elder Xuan, don't be too hasty to absorb; I will use this opportunity to temper my Martial Arts Will."
Elder Xuan appeared in Ye Fan's Consciousness Space for the first time, intending to absorb the Evil Yin Qi, but Ye Fan stopped him in time. Seizing the chance, he decided to let the Evil Yin Qi invade his body and attack his consciousness.
"That's right, the path of cultivation is about tormenting and torturing oneself. Only by being ruthless to oneself can one go further."
