Shen Lian could feel clearly that the mana within him was fraught with traces of evil Qi. The evil Qi intertwined with his mana.
The traces of evil Qi were constantly consuming his mana and were even invading his spirit. He was starting to see doubles.
Shen Lian raised his mana and crossed through the forest like a wisp of smoke. It was only until the sun was about to rise and he felt the clear distance between him and Yanxu that he stopped on top a giant tree branch. Yanxu would not be able to catch up to him in a short period of time. He raised his hand and saw that there were demonic marks all over his fair arm; the marks were pure black and seemed strange.
The evil Qi had merged with his mana and it was not something that Shen Lian could undo within minutes. In fact, he might not be able to undo it even if he was given a long period of time.