Even I wouldn't obstruct the choice, and that is to transform into a starving ghost.
A starving ghost that can eat to relieve the torment of hunger.
Anyone can."
As Yu Ziqing spoke, the mass of black gas that was about to rush into the courtyard suddenly stopped.
The black gas had completely lost its sanity, only tormented by hunger.
But a choice laid before it, and it immediately forgot about Xi Yang.
The next moment, within the rolling black gas, wisps of blood-colored gleam surged.
Within the black gas, a pair of eyes condensed.
The blood-colored eyes stared intently at Xi Yang, who had fallen to the ground unconscious in the courtyard.
The bloody light guided it, telling it that only Xi Yang could relieve its torment.
But there was another choice to be made.
One satisfying meal or endless satisfaction, you choose.
Having lost its sanity, it naturally chose according to its instincts.
