After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

"Let's begin, Master, I'm ready."

Chen Zun took out the Lingxi Pendant, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

Xu Huayun's body floated on the cold jade bed, and he pinched the magic formula with his hands, stretched out his thin palms, and slightly flexed his fingers.

A layer of soft blue light condensed in his palm, covering Zhao Lingyun's entire body.

About the time of one stick of incense.

Zhao Lingyun's skin turned from white to red. Except for her heart and head, all other parts were occupied by this red.

This was the innate evil fire that he induced from Zhao Lingyun's body.

The cold aura on Hanyu's bed partially suppressed this innate evil fire.

Zhao Lingyun's body suddenly began to shake, and her facial features began to wrinkle together.

Her forehead was dripping with sweat, and her whole body was burned red. The cold air and the innate evil fire were intertwined, and a white mist rose.

Xu Huayun did not dare to be careless, his eyes were fixed on him, and the spiritual power in his hands was surging even more.

Zhao Lingyun's skin turned even redder, almost bleeding.

"what!"

Her expression had begun to distort, and her face turned hideous in pain. She let out bursts of screams and her limbs were twitching.

When Chen Zun heard her screams, he began to feel anxious.

But he could do nothing but hold her hand firmly and give her the little comfort he could.

Xu Huayun had no expression on his face and continued to increase the output of his spiritual power.

Now was the most critical moment and he couldn't be distracted.

Soon, the innate evil fire was completely attracted to Zhao Lingyun's skin.

At this time, one could vaguely see that it was an extremely dense blood-colored mist, with teeth and claws spread out, desperately trying to get into Zhao Lingyun's body.

"Ho..."

But Zhao Lingyun's eyes turned white at this time, and her body was completely out of control, like a fish that had been slapped ashore, and its body kept twisting.

She could no longer scream, her mouth kept opening unconsciously, and waves of horrifying growls came from her throat.

……

Outside the mirror.

"Damn it, is this process really that painful?"

"That can still be false, but it's too exaggerated."

"I can only say that this innate evil fire is too evil."

Everyone outside the mirror was really shocked when they saw Zhao Lingyun's reaction.

They all turned their attention to Zhao Lingyun, the Tianyuan Saint with a dull expression.

Zhao Lingyun was at a loss.

She couldn't remember anything before she was ten years old, and this painful memory had been completely erased.

but.

There is a question in her heart

Is it really that painful?

……

Inside the mirror.

The solemn expression on Xu Huayun's face became increasingly serious.

He has drawn out all the innate evil fire, and the next step is to transfer it from Zhao Lingyun's body to Chen Zun.

This step is crucial. After all, the innate evil fire is not a mortal thing. If the transfer speed is fast, Chen Zun will die when the evil fire attacks his heart.

Xu Huayun carefully directed the innate evil fire to Zhao Lingyun's arm.

Then slowly it passed into the two people's clasped hands.

When the innate evil fire came into contact with Chen Zun's fingers, it was like knocking over a red ink bottle on white paper and immediately stained it.

Hot, as if being roasted on a stove.

It's also heartbreaking pain.

Only then did Chen Zun know what kind of pain this was.

He gritted his teeth and endured it silently.

In less than a stick of incense, the innate evil fire had been transferred to Chen Zun's arm.

Although most of Zhao Lingyun's arms were still red, her face was no longer so painful.

Her body no longer shook, just twitching slightly.

Chen Zun's face still showed no expression, but there was more and more sweat on his forehead, and the blood vessels in his hands bulged.

About as long as a cup of tea.

All the innate evil fire has been transferred to Chen Zun.

Although Zhao Lingyun's face was pale, it had become calmer and even showed an unprecedented relaxed look.

On the other hand, Chen Zun's body was red, blood oozed from his skin, and his clothes were stained with blood.

His body twitched violently, and the veins on his forehead and neck popped out, but his expression did not change.

It hurts so much!

Heartbreaking pain.

It was like being fried in a frying pan, and the soul seemed to be torn into countless pieces.

He was so conscious that the pain was magnified tenfold.

But, he didn't dare to move.

Because if you move, you may fail.

He could only suffer in silence.

……

Outside the mirror.

"Hey, the Demon Lord doesn't seem to be in much pain."

"Maybe the innate evil fire is more violent to mortals. The demon master is a monk in the god refining stage, so his tolerance must be high."

"I think so."

Everyone gave their own guesses about the painful differences between Chen Zun and Zhao Lingyun.

Ling Tian looked at it and smiled coldly.

"It's life-threatening and how painful it can be. A small innate evil fire is nothing more than that."

Zhao Lingyun hesitated for a moment and then said: "Maybe... it probably won't hurt that much."

She just comforted herself by saying this. After all, Chen Zun risked his life to save her. He didn't even change his expression or say a word, and he didn't look that painful.

If she saw Chen Zun screaming in pain, she would feel even more guilty.

Comparing his performance just now, the reason that comes to mind is probably that he was still a mortal at that time, and it was normal for his endurance to be inferior to that of Chen Zun who was in the God Refining Stage.

I subconsciously felt that the pain might be there, but it was definitely not that exaggerated.

at this time.

When no one reacted.

Two beams of light were projected from the mirror, directly enveloping Zhao Lingyun and Ling Tian.

The sudden change made their expressions slightly stunned. Before they could figure out what was going on, a heartbreaking pain spread through their bodies.

"what!"

They both let out a pitiful cry at the same time.

He was rolling on the ground in pain.

Everyone was startled by this change and ran away.

"Ah...Ji Yanwu, what...what is going on!"

Ling Tian's face turned red and full of pain. He rolled while trying to escape from the range of the light beam.

But wherever he rolled, the beam of light shone, and it had no effect at all. He could only question the operator of the Shuiyue Mirror.

When the others saw this, even the Mahayana monks couldn't hide away. They all ran aside even if they dared to get close.

He looked at the two people screaming in fear, but his eyes were turned to Ji Yanwu.

Han Youjin also trembled inwardly. She looked at Ji Yanwu with doubts on her face and asked: "Yan Wu, what's going on with Shuiyuejing? How did it cover the two of them?"

Ye Xiyu and Qingqiu Ya'er looked at Ji Yanwu with vigilance, and they suspected that it was Ji Yanwu's fault.

"I...I don't know. Shuiyue Mirror has a weapon spirit. I can only command it, but I can't fully control it. I'll try to communicate with the weapon spirit."

Ji Yanwu was also confused. She did nothing and never thought that Shui Yuejing would directly attack Ling Tian and Zhao Lingyun without her own command.

So, she closed her eyes, concentrated her thoughts, and communicated with Shuiyue Jing.

After a while, Ji Yanwu opened her eyes.

"Yan Wu, how's it going?"

Han Youjin asked hurriedly.

For a moment, everyone was waiting for Ji Yanwu's explanation.

Ji Yanwu had a strange look on her face, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"This is another magical power of Shuiyuejing, which is called empathy. When you are covered by the light beam of empathy, you can feel all the feelings that the person in the Shuiyuejing picture is experiencing, and you can even feel the emotions yourself. "

"What Ling Tian and Zhao Lingyun just said made Shui Yue Jing's weapon spirits dissatisfied, so they simulated one-tenth of the pain Chen Zun suffered in the scene and sent it to them."