The moment the煞转生大阵 (Sha Zhuan Sheng Da Zhen) was activated, even Tong Jingcheng himself could not stop it.
Therefore, when he saw Lin Zhitong ascend, he had already given up all resistance, intending only to quietly await Su Yirou's return.
But now, seeing Yan Shouyi ascend with Lin Zhitong, an inexplicable sense of worry stirred within him.
Xue Kai was even more worried.
He saw Yan Shouyi's body, as if pierced by countless tiny holes, with more and more black煞气 (sha qi) seeping out!
Within a minute, Yan Shouyi was completely enveloped in black mist!
It was only then that Long Feicheng sensed something was amiss. He cautiously asked Xue Kai, "Uh... Brother Kai, I feel like Brother Yan is a bit off now. Should we call him back?"
Xue Kai closed his eyes and sighed with immense helplessness.
You still have the nerve to say that? If it weren't for your 'divine assist' just now, perhaps the general within Yan Shouyi wouldn't have awakened so quickly!
If the general awakens, what should I do?
Should I seize this opportunity to kill Yan Shouyi?
Xue Kai was filled with inner turmoil, for Yan Chou had once said that if Yan Shouyi lost control, he should be killed without hesitation.
Otherwise, the world would once again be plunged into bloodshed.
But Xue Kai was not entirely a killing machine. Especially after following Yan Shouyi these past few days, he had witnessed emotions he had never seen before.
He, who was always cold-blooded—could not bring himself to do it.
In the sky, Yan Shouyi was completely oblivious to his own transformation.
His eyes were fixed solely on Lin Zhitong.
Guilt, remorse, pain.
Countless complex emotions threatened to consume his consciousness.
In his ears, he seemed to hear the sound of bugles, war drums, and the battle cries of a million soldiers.
And also—
"Are you a descendant of this general?"
"Such a weak body, such fragile will, such ridiculous emotions…"
"Let go, let this general take over your body. All your unwillingness, all your hatred, this general can fulfill them for you!"
The voice was deep and majestic, commanding respect without anger.
The voice came from the depths of his consciousness, making Yan Shouyi unable to distinguish whether it was his own thought or someone whispering in his ear.
But for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to give up.
If he gave up, everything would be lost.
He rubbed his eyes, trying hard to look at Lin Zhitong, but his consciousness grew increasingly blurry.
It felt as if someone was forcibly taking over his body.
He struggled desperately, not knowing how long he could hold on.
Suddenly.
On the palm of Lin Zhitong's left hand, the mark of the skull pattern suddenly flashed with a light.
Then, the煞气 (sha qi) covering Yan Shouyi was all absorbed into that mark!
Yan Shouyi's consciousness flickered, and he seemed to hear the shock and anger of that general.
Soon, he regained consciousness, surprised to find himself enveloped in black煞气 (sha qi).
"煞气 (Sha qi)… Could this be the past life my grandfather spoke of?!"
Yan Shouyi jolted, instantly becoming clear-headed.
He couldn't help but feel a pang of fear. If he hadn't held on just now, the general from his past life might have truly awakened and completely taken over his body.
He soon discovered that the煞气 (sha qi) on his body had been absorbed by the mark on Lin Zhitong's palm.
If Lin Zhitong were dead, why would the mark on her palm react?!
Confused by what was happening, Yan Shouyi couldn't help but grasp Lin Zhitong's hand.
At that moment, a strange voice echoed in his ears: "Hello there... Master's male companion..."
"Male companion?!"
Yan Shouyi was stunned. What did 'male companion' mean?
Before he could speak, the voice continued, "Your煞气 (sha qi) is delicious, perfect for replenishing my strength. The remaining ones, I can use to heal Master's injuries."
"Wait... you said you can heal Zhitong's injuries?!" Yan Shouyi exclaimed in shock.
"Of course. Master has merely ceased breathing, not scattered her soul. It is naturally possible to revive her," the voice said casually.
According to this strange voice's understanding, as long as one's soul was not scattered, they were not truly dead.
Or rather, Lin Zhitong had just stopped breathing, her soul had not yet departed, and there was still a sliver of hope!
This was like a patient whose heart had stopped beating; doctors would still use a defibrillator to try and restore the heartbeat!
Understanding this, Yan Shouyi seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
He quickly pleaded with the voice: "I don't know who you are, but if my煞气 (sha qi) can revive Zhitong, then take it all!"
"You said that, I didn't coerce you..."
"I said it! Hurry up!"
"Alright..."
The voice sounded unhurried, not at all anxious, but Yan Shouyi was desperate!
Unexpectedly, the next moment, a powerful suction came from Lin Zhitong's palm, and in an instant, all the煞气 (sha qi) on his body was siphoned away!
"Is there any more?"
Yan Shouyi hesitated, "I'll try to squeeze out more if I can."
After a few seconds of silence, Yan Shouyi regretfully said, "There isn't a drop left."
"Your speech... sounds a bit strange, but I can't quite put my finger on why..." the voice hesitated, then said, "But that's not important. The煞气 (sha qi) you provided earlier was more than enough. I just wanted to absorb a little more from you."
Yan Shouyi almost swore upon hearing this.
Clearly, she could save someone, yet she still wanted to take advantage and extort him.
Inside that brat's body lived a wicked person!
The voice stopped conversing with Yan Shouyi, seemingly intending to focus on reviving Lin Zhitong.
A few seconds later, the mark on Lin Zhitong's palm suddenly emitted a burst of purple light.
These lights transformed into a cluster of purple flowers, slowly enveloping Lin Zhitong.
Seeing this, Yan Shouyi had no choice but to let go.
Hope ignited in his eyes.
"What is that...?"
Tong Jingcheng, on the ground, felt that things were not going well.
This scene was clearly not part of his plan, nor was it what the 炼煞转生大阵 (Lian Sha Zhuan Sheng Da Zhen) should have produced!
"No, no accidents can happen! I've spent so many years preparing for this, I can't let that kid ruin it!!"
Finally, Tong Jingcheng also showed a panicked expression, his appearance at this moment eerily similar to Yan Shouyi's a few minutes ago.
It was as if Yan Shouyi was about to personally kill his beloved.
Just as Tong Jingcheng was about to intervene and stop Yan Shouyi.
A hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.
Tong Jingcheng immediately turned his head, intending to drive away the person who dared to interfere at this moment.
Who knew that upon turning, he would discover that more than twenty people had appeared behind him at some unknown time!
And the middle-aged man who placed his hand on his shoulder looked remarkably similar to Yan Shouyi.
Behind him stood a Taoist priest leading a dog, a martial monk with half his torso bare, and a blind man carrying an ancient zither.
In an instant, Tong Jingcheng guessed their identities, and his complexion turned uglier than ever before.