Bai He ran quickly to his side.
Ye Shiyuan's expression was strange.
"Master."
"Shiyuan, what's wrong?"
"Master… I feel like something is trying to take over, to control my body. You should leave now. I'm afraid… if it happens, I might hurt you."
Furrowing his brow, Ye Shiyuan was already losing control, but Bai He was still here.
He couldn't…
The terrifying thing about vengeful spirits was that they could use the host's own abilities.
For Ye Shiyuan, harming Bai He would have been frighteningly easy.
If the spirit fully controlled his body, Bai He would be in grave danger.
Even with protective measures, he could not withstand the Heavenly Sin Divine Sword's attacks.
"Pft." Enduring it to the extreme, Ye Shiyuan spat a mouthful of blood.
