Xinyao was genuinely frightened by Jinyue's illusion technique.
She had been standing triumphantly on Yino, but in the blink of an eye, Xinyao suddenly felt the scene before her grow blurry.
She rubbed her eyes, only to discover that the young man beneath her feet was suddenly engulfed in black flas. At the sa ti, ancient and demonic curse marks spread across his entire body like writhing snakes.
Xinyao jumped in shock. She had never seen Yino like this before.
The demonic aura, as terrifying and ominous as an abyss, caused Xinyao to instinctively step back. She tried to withdraw her leg, but when she applied force, she felt an incredibly terrifying grip.
It was as if her foot had sunk into quicksand.
Xinyao looked up and saw that Yino had already sat up. One of his hands, transford into abyssal black flas, was firmly gripping her ankle.
No matter how hard Xinyao struggled, the darkened young man wouldn't release her foot.
Gradually, under Xinyao's increasingly terrified gaze, a pair of black wings burning with dark flas unfurled behind the transford young man.
Not only that, as the young man's corruption grew more demonic, the abyssal flas continued to spread from his hand up Xinyao's foot.
Yino's transformation was incredibly eerie. When the black flas on his hand devoured her foot and crawled up her calf, Xinyao felt as if every inch of skin on her leg was being corroded and licked by the greedy desires within Yino.
Xinyao had never seen Yino so corrupted in her life.
She kept calling Yino's na, trying to wake the young man from his extre emotional state, but he remained unmoved. When he finally lifted his head, he flashed a sinister smile at Xinyao.
The next second, Yino suddenly spread his black wings and transford into a shadow of dark flas as he pounced on Xinyao.
Xinyao struggled to dodge, but with one foot already caught by the young man, she was pinned to the ground with almost no resistance.
Just as Xinyao's entire body was about to be consud by the abyss—
"You little pervert! Wake up!!!"
Bathed in the evil energy surrounding Yino, Xinyao finally couldn't endure any longer and unleashed her true Phoenix form.
Terrifying golden spiritual energy burst forth. At the sa ti, the golden phoenix markings all over her body activated. Her arms transford into a pair of pale golden wings, and she violently kicked the corrupted young man who had pounced on her.
"Yino!"
"You've really gotten bold!"
Xinyao's face flushed with embarrassnt and anger. Recalling how the young man had just pinned her down, she beca furious, gritting her teeth and clenching her fists.
Boom—!!!
The spirit phoenix girl bent her knees, spread her wings, and transford into a golden flash as she charged forward.
But this ti, when she extended her phoenix claws to grab Yino, his form disappeared like a bubble under Xinyao's spiritual pressure.
At the sa ti, Xinyao suddenly felt a strange sense of déjà vu.
Like being in a dream.
She couldn't exert her strength, and everything before her eyes seed illusory and couldn't withstand scrutiny.
Years of fighting experience from the Western Region allowed Xinyao to imdiately reach a conclusion.
She retracted her phoenix wings, stood still, and focused her spiritual energy on her senses.
After just a mont, Xinyao suddenly turned around and t the gaze of the fox girl wrapped in blood-colored flas who had been hiding in the corner—
"?!!"
Xinyao's eyes widened in disbelief.
When they first t in the main hall, she hadn't recognized the other's identity, but now that Jinyue had revealed her true demonic aura, Xinyao imdiately recalled her true identity just by slling the familiar demonic energy.
Jinyue, a fox demon with an innate charming Physique, was also the most unusual witch in the Witch Tea Party.
At least seven years ago, Xinyao had heard about this fox demon's crazy exploits in the Western Region.
However, Xinyao and the fox demon didn't run in the sa circles. She didn't care about having a penniless troublemaker like Jinyue as a custor, and Jinyue had never seed to target the Hundred Spirits Pavilion with her pranks.
So, over the years, Xinyao and Jinyue had only heard of each other but never truly t.
But that was only from Xinyao's perspective.
Perhaps, without Xinyao noticing, Jinyue had already disguised herself and visited the Hundred Spirits Pavilion like she did today. Possibly, she recognized Xinyao, but Xinyao didn't rember her true appearance.
What does this fox want with Yino...?
The more Xinyao thought about it, the more terrifying it seed. She even rembered the sounds she heard outside the window last night, and how Jinyue was holding Yino's hand when she entered the room earlier.
These details filled Xinyao with intense embarrassnt and rage.
But just as Xinyao was at her most emotional, ready for battle, the red fox girl standing in the corner began to shed blood from her eyes.
She didn't seem angry like Xinyao at all.
She simply covered one eye with her hand, curved her lips into a smile, and casually suppressed her aura.
At the sa ti, Xinyao felt the scene before her shatter once again.
She anxiously looked back and saw that the previous illusion had broken. She was still standing in front of Yino, and Yino leaning against the wall hadn't transford into a demon. It was as if ti had rewound to the initial critical mont, and only Xinyao and Jinyue rembered what had just happened.
Yino was still curiously asking Xinyao what had happened.
At this mont, Xinyao finally beca aware of Yino's presence. She glanced at Jinyue in the distance and ultimately suppressed her anger and confusion. The urgent matter was to move Yino to a safe place.
After that, Xinyao sent Yino away.
The mont the chanism of the treasure pavilion's secret passage locked, Xinyao imdiately manifested phoenix wings on her arms and attacked Jinyue.
This ti, she knew Jinyue's true identity.
Xinyao no longer underestimated her opponent and used almost all her strength, swooping down like a mighty eagle.
But when Xinyao's phoenix claws clashed with Jinyue, she discovered that the latter truly only had Foundation Establishnt level cultivation. Even with the support of illusion techniques, Jinyue was firmly gripped by the throat after just three exchanges.
From Xinyao's perspective, the other party didn't seem to have any desire to fight.
Despite being beaten like this, her enchanting eyes showed no sign of anger. Instead, she stared at Xinyao with an expression of soone watching an interesting show.
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