Ancestor Fengyi's apparent intention was to help Hu Yihui purge the demonic energy from his body, but his hidden motive was to draw everyone's attention. Practical matters were paramount, and he could not afford to forget the spider silk entangling him.
Before he could finish speaking, Hu Yihui suddenly lunged forward. His eyes were bloodshot, his fingers curled into claws, and his entire body was shrouded in a thick layer of black mist. He grabbed Ancestor Fengyi tightly by the throat and roared hysterically, "Stop acting like a good person in front of me! I don't need it, I don't need it!"
Hu Yihui had always been unruly and rebellious, treating others with cold arrogance. Whether facing insidious, treacherous demons and monsters or vicious, desperate outlaws, he always sneered with contempt. He handled matters with calm composure, and even in fierce combat, he always maintained an air of effortless grace.
Chapter 188