Lan Xin was still in his half-man, half-snake form. With a wave of his hand, the soldiers who had been loosely surrounding the area instantly snapped to attention, forming a tight, impenetrable perimeter around the training grounds. The atmosphere grew murderous, and the very air seemed to freeze.
Lan Xin's cold eyes narrowed, a faint, cruel smile playing on his lips. He gracefully swept a hand through the air, and a blue mist rose before him. When it dissipated, he had manifested a pair of human legs.
"You're his Contractor? Impossible. You're so young, how could you possess such powerful spiritual power? You're lying to me." Yan Hezhen's vision had grown dim. She could no longer see Ning Xuan's face, only a bright, burning flame.
"Save me! I don't want to die! He Jing! Zhang Yu! Where are you? Help me!" Yan Hezhen could no longer stand and collapsed to the ground. She felt her body heat draining away as boundless fear welled up within her, and she began to scream for help.
