At this moment, the woman's inner demon was obviously tempting her in her mind, and her black eyes would suddenly flash red from time to time.
The woman in white kept casting spells on herself, presumably trying to suppress the inner demon. Nonetheless, she could not succeed. The twisted shadow on the ground was getting more and more powerful by the second. It climbed from her feet to her waist.
Gu Xijiu understood that once the shadow reached her face, it would have complete control over this body. From then on, it would belong to the demon!
All of a sudden, she heard a conversation in her ear.
"You like him! Why don't you tell him? Why did you let him dismiss the discipleship and undergo the catastrophe?"
"No, I can't like him! I am going to die soon anyway; those thunderbolts just brought the date forward by one to two years at most. It's useless to tell him how I feel; I don't want him to suffer once I am gone."