In an instant, the South Witch Queen and everyone else fell into despair.
However, for some unknown reason, Ye Fan's heart grew calm in the face of such a dire situation. A light breeze swept past, blowing his bangs across his eyes. If anyone could have seen them, they would have been utterly horrified, for his eyes were rapidly turning blood-red.
It was Demon Possession. Indeed, Ye Fan was about to undergo Demonization, a move he had used several times before and his greatest trump card. In this state, his strength would increase manifold. However, the risk was enormous. In his current, incomplete state of Demon Possession, using the technique posed a mortal threat. But this was his last hope. Like a butterfly crossing an ocean for a single moment of splendor, Ye Fan was no exception; he would rather die fighting than wait helplessly for his end.
Mo Dianwu sneered, "Where can you run now?"
