This all happened so suddenly that Su Nanzhi didn't even know how to react. She was stunned for a moment before Jiang Yu rushed in and held her in his arms.
A fierce ghost shrouded in a heavy aura of malice was entangled in black mist, and what shocked Su Nanzhi the most were his blood-red eyes.
Jiang Yu... had undergone a demonic transformation.
Su Nanzhi reached out to touch his face and softly said, "Xiaoyu, I'm fine."
A ghost that's undergone a demonic transformation is far more terrifying than a person, often knowing only destruction. But Jiang Yu was clearly no ordinary ghost; he had his own faith, which, along with his fragmented soul, had persisted through many years.
"Azhi." The man in a black robe with silver hair had a red mark on his forehead, a sign of his demonic transformation. After hearing Su Nanzhi's voice, he slowly uttered two words that had been turning in his heart.
