At this moment, on Shu Yao's snow - white neck, winding black marks were gradually creeping up. What protruded from his sleeve robe was no longer the slender, fair - as - cream fingers of the past, but the thick back of his hand entangled by vines. Black nails silently emerged along his fingertips, as sharp as a wolf's fangs. Green vines also grew from his feet, extending all the way onto his white robe.
Shu Yao tried to control the situation but found it all in vain. The demonic aura had gradually revealed itself with the changes in his inner emotions. It was too late for him to cover it up.
This sudden transformation into a demon panicked all the disciples. They let out exclamations one after another, and the scene instantly became chaotic and tense.
"He's truly a demon! All of you, attack and get rid of him together!" Li Nao gave the order, acting on behalf of Kun Wu's intention.
At this moment, Kun Wu was only blinded by what was happening before his eyes. He whole - heartedly believed Li Nao and was determined to eliminate Shu Yao.
All the disciples picked up their long swords and swarmed towards Shu Yao from all directions. For every two who came, Shu Yao would subdue them; for every ten who came, he would also subdue them. The light and shadow intertwined, and the demonic fog filled the air. In the fierce battle, although Shu Yao had a slight advantage at first, he gradually began to lose ground. However, he still stubbornly fought against them.
After all, the Kunshan School was a well - known sect, and the disciples it trained all had high cultivation levels. The siege of the group soon left him covered in wounds and exhausted.
After a while, Shu Yao was suddenly struck hard by a Taoist priest. His body swayed and finally collapsed to the ground. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, making his lips look even more enchanting. But against his slightly pale face, it seemed rather desolate.
Seeing Shu Yao's defeat, Li Nao was extremely delighted. He took a step closer, standing half an arm's length away from Shu Yao, looking down at the man kneeling on the ground. The blooming blood on his clothes formed the most dazzling red in Li Nao's eyes, which inexplicably excited him.
Seeing a pair of white boots not far from him, Shu Yao slowly raised his head. With the pride like a plum blossom, the cold and noble aura still lingered in his picturesque eyebrows.
In his dark pupils, the extremely ugly and disgusting face was reflected, with a ferocious and evil smile, full of insidiousness.
"Shu Yao, why do you have to be so stubborn? Now you're covered in wounds," Li Nao said with a series of feigned sighs of regret. Then, with a cold smile, he continued, "But only after you're dead can I torture Shu Yue properly. I'll make him pay for all the humiliation he's given me before. I'll let him know the consequence of angering me. Just imagining that scene now, I can't wait any longer."
He began to fantasize about how to make Shu Yue live a life worse than death in every possible way. He also thought about how to break Shu Yue's stubbornness and make him submit, beg for mercy and apologize to him humbly.
Just thinking about these things made him extremely excited. He even wished he could kill Shu Yao right away!
However, in his self - satisfaction, he ignored the seemingly insignificant man in front of him.
He underestimated Shu Yao and underestimated the changes in the world.
These words undoubtedly became the fuse to unlock Shu Yao's demonic power, releasing all the demonic nature in his body. A powerful force accompanied by a strong wind made the people around involuntarily take a few steps back.
"You're... dreaming!" The three gritted - teeth words hit Li Nao like ice shards. He couldn't help but shiver and took a step back. He looked at the handsome man in front of him getting up again in panic.
At this moment, the crescent moon hanging in the night sky was dyed with a layer of blood - red color by a demonic fog. The blood - red moon seemed to be devouring the dark clouds, leaving a blood - thirsty aura that permeated the dead - silent air.
Shu Yao's white robe was already covered with layers of green vines. His black hair fluttered wildly in the wind. His sleeve robe swept across the desolate scene. Flying dust and stones left a trail of destruction. Everything was swaying, and everyone felt that the world was trembling.
"Why... are you forcing me!" Shu Yao's eyes were blood - red. The blood color spread around the whites of his eyes and even dyed a thin layer of dark red on his lower eyelids.
With all his demonic nature released, Shu Yao was both charming and cold - blooded, with a murderous aura. He had transformed into a tree demon full of killing intent. The elegant young man from before was nowhere to be seen.
His eyes darkened. With the speed as fast as the wind, he rushed towards a Taoist priest. He reached out his hand and pinched the priest's throat from afar, cruelly taking away a fresh life.
The whole process took less than a minute. The other disciples could only hear the cracking sound of the neck being broken in fear. Their companion fell to the ground in front of them, with a distorted face and bulging eyes. The death was extremely tragic and shocking at first sight.
"What are you standing there for? Kill him!" Seeing Shu Yao's great power, the timid Li Nao quickly retreated from the battle. Using the disciples as a shield, he hid in a safe corner.
Kun Wu watched the chaotic situation with a solemn expression. He could only hear Li Nao's voice but couldn't see his figure. He always felt something was wrong but couldn't put his finger on it.
He watched the man surrounded by the crowd in the center. The man had already launched a crazy and fierce attack. Every move was a deadly blow to the Kunshan disciples. The shrill screams and the smell of blood in the air made him tremble with fear.
He also saw that the man who had turned into a demon tried his best to protect Shu Yue in front of him, fighting against all the enemies alone. In just half a cup of tea time, many were killed, and the bodies were lying everywhere.
After the fierce battle, Shu Yao had exhausted all his magical power. He was dying and about to turn back into his original form. In the pool of blood, he crawled towards the man lying on the ground step by step with great difficulty.
His hands were already stained with blood. Every time he crawled, he felt the strength in his body draining away. He half - closed his eyes. The blood at the corners of his eyes blurred his vision. He always held on to the last bit of strength to reach Shu Yue's side.
Finally, he was only a short distance away from Shu Yue. He stared at Shu Yue's face for a while, engraving every feature of his eyebrows and eyes in his pupils and deeply into his soul.
Because this might be the last time he saw Shu Yue. He only hoped to bury the eternal love and take away the only beautiful memory he cherished.
Suddenly, he reached out his hand, pierced his sharp nails into his own body, rummaged for a while, and took out a golden demonic core. It fell into his palm, and he spat out a mouthful of blood from his chest.
Putting the demonic core in his mouth, he slightly curled the corner of his lips. He pinched Shu Yue's cheeks, closed his eyes, and pressed his lips against Shu Yue's.
The demonic core melted. Their lips were pressed together. It was the last time they were united, and the last time he remembered Shu Yue's taste.
He wanted to stay a little longer, but with his quickly disappearing strength, he didn't have the luxury of time. He reluctantly separated his lips. His fingertips gently caressed Shu Yue's handsome face. For the first time, a deep affection appeared in his eyes.
He slightly opened his pale lips, as beautiful as the afterglow of the setting sun and as desolate as the fallen petals. He whispered in Shu Yue's ear, "Shu Yue, I'm sorry. I loved you too late."
If there is an afterlife, I wish to be by your side, just to accompany you to watch the falling flowers leisurely and roam the world...