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Lin Zhixu gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and resisted desperately.

But this time the situation was different. The surrounding evil energy was too strong. The suppressed demonic energy seemed to have sensed the same source and frantically tried to break out of the body.

Zhou Tong and Jiang Che were shocked.

"Junior Brother Lin!" Jiang Che was the first to react, grabbing his arm, but was violently thrown back by the black energy, staggering back several steps.

"Senior Brother Lin! What's wrong? Don't scare me!" Zhou Tong cried out anxiously, tears welling up in her eyes again. She wanted to touch him but didn't dare, circling around Lin Zhixu.

The Imperial Advisor seemed to have witnessed this scene, and his smile deepened: "See? He will be mine sooner or later."

Manager Liu could no longer care about the zombie-like people and turned to rush towards Lin Zhixu.

But the Imperial Advisor wouldn't give him the chance; he flashed and blocked his path.

"Don't rush off." The Imperial Advisor spread his arms, and black energy surged forth like a tide. "The real show is just beginning."

Manager Liu's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he threw a punch at the Imperial Preceptor.

At the same time, Lin Zhixu suddenly looked up.

His right eye had turned completely crimson, while his left eye still retained a sliver of clarity.

With trembling hands, he took out a calming pill from his pocket and put it into his mouth without hesitation.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and a cool, refreshing sensation rose from the dantian, forcefully suppressing the rampaging demonic energy by a fraction.

"You all need to get out of here right now..."

But Zhou Tong and Jiang Che were unwilling to leave.

"We'll die together! I, Zhou Tong, am not one to cling to life or fear death!"

"Shut up." Lin Zhixu grabbed Zhou Tong's shoulder abruptly, his scarlet right eye staring straight at him. "Don't make me... come all this way for nothing."

After he finished speaking, he used his last bit of strength to push Zhou Tong and Jiang Che away with one palm.

He ordered the law enforcement team that had been escorting them to escort the two away.

Without hesitation, the enforcement team lifted the two men and carried them away.

They only obey orders and ignore everything else.

Seeing them leave, Lin Zhixu finally succumbed to the demonic energy within him and uncontrollably walked toward the altar.

There, the Imperial Advisor was waiting for him.

Black mist emanated from his mouth and nose, and the closer he got, the thicker the mist became, as if it would engulf him entirely.

The Imperial Advisor looked at him and smiled with satisfaction: "Good child, come back to my side."

Steward Liu's eyes widened in fury: "Young Master!"

Lin Zhixu finally stood beside the Imperial Preceptor, his eyes completely swallowed by crimson, empty and cold, like a soulless porcelain doll.

The Imperial Advisor admired his "masterpiece" with satisfaction, and gently patted Lin Zhixu on the shoulder: "Good boy, so obedient."

He turned his gaze to Steward Liu, who was being entangled by the zombie-like crowd, and said in a light tone, "Go, kill him."

Lin Zhixu struggled painfully for a moment, but his body moved uncontrollably like a puppet on strings.

He raised his sword, the tip aimed at Steward Liu, and with a sudden stomp of his foot, he charged forward like an arrow released from a bow.

"Young Master!"

Manager Liu was terrified.

He had never been afraid of even the Grand Preceptor's deadly moves, but now cold sweat soaked his back.

This is the person the master cherishes most; he doesn't even dare to speak harshly to, let alone lay a hand on.

He could only dodge awkwardly, avoiding Lin Zhixu's increasingly fierce sword strikes while shouting loudly to try and wake him: "Young Master! Wake up! Don't let your mind be bewitched!"

Lin Zhixu showed no reaction. His sword strikes became faster and more ruthless, each move aimed directly at Steward Liu's vital points.

The Imperial Advisor stood on the altar, laughing so hard he almost fell over: "Hahaha, look how obedient he is! Everyone has weaknesses they care about. As long as you seize that weakness, no one can escape my grasp!"

Manager Liu's heart sank little by little.

The master entrusted the young master to him, but now? He watched helplessly as the young master was devoured by demonic energy, and could do nothing about it.

If anything were to happen to the young master, even dying ten thousand times would not be enough to atone for his sins.

Just when he was about to despair, a voice carrying overwhelming rage seemed to crash down from the heavens.

"Who do you think you are, daring to covet my disciple?"

The voice carried an indescribable pressure, like a long-dormant beast suddenly opening its eyes.

The air in the entire area seemed to sink.

Steward Liu trembled, almost weeping with joy: "Master! You've finally arrived!"

The Imperial Advisor's expression finally changed.

He abruptly turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came, his pupils contracted sharply, and a murderous intent surged in his eyes, but deeper still, a deep sense of dread was hidden within.

Lin Zhixu's movements also froze.

His hand holding the sword froze in mid-air, as if he had been suddenly pulled from the deep sea.

He slowly turned his head to look at the figure walking towards him step by step.

The person was backlit, their face blurred, but the deep crimson in Lin Zhixu's eyes trembled violently, as if something was desperately trying to break free of its constraints.

Yu Linzhou didn't look at the Imperial Advisor; his gaze was fixed on Lin Zhixu, and his icy voice softened, as if afraid of frightening him.

"Zhizhi, come here, come to my side."

Lin Zhixu's body involuntarily took a step forward.

The Imperial Preceptor was greatly alarmed. He abruptly formed a hand seal and shouted sternly, "Don't go! Don't forget who your master is!"

Lin Zhixu stopped again.

He stood between the two, as if being pulled by two invisible threads at the same time.

On one side was the demonic energy that the Imperial Preceptor kept pouring into his sea of ​​consciousness, and on the other side was Yu Linzhou's familiar voice and aura.

His face was contorted with pain, his body trembled violently, and the sword slipped from his hand, falling to the ground with a clatter.

Yu Linzhou's gaze darkened completely.

He stared at the Imperial Advisor, his entire being radiating murderous intent.

"Okay. Very good."

Yu Linzhou didn't waste any more words. His aura surged like a raging tide, his vertical pupils became fully visible, and his dragon might poured out, even the air was compressed and made to hum uncontrollably.

The Imperial Preceptor's expression changed drastically. His hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals, and black energy surged forth from his body, condensing into dozens of barriers in front of him. At the same time, he roared, "Yu Linzhou! How dare you!"

Yu Linzhou twitched the corner of his mouth without even blinking.

The next moment, he appeared before the Imperial Advisor.

He threw a punch.

With just this one punch, dozens of black energy barriers shattered instantly, as if made of paper.

The force of the punch remained undiminished, striking the Grand Preceptor heavily in the chest.

The Grand Preceptor's body bent like a shrimp, and he flew backward, crashing through the altar and carving a furrow several feet long in the ground before finally coming to a stop.

He struggled to get up, but Yu Linzhou stood in front of him, looking down at him like he was a dying bug.

"Whether I dare or not, you'll find out by trying."

The Imperial Advisor coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and the black aura around his body began to dissipate uncontrollably.

He suddenly laughed, the laughter forced from deep in his throat, filled with intense resentment and bitterness: "Yu Linzhou, don't be so smug! You think killing me will save him? You're dreaming! He'll be mine sooner or later..."