Draw Goddess from Douluo

Meng Lan kept shaking her head. Her eyes, which were once full of charm, had now become cold as ice. She slowly turned her gaze to Liu Yang, as if she wanted to see through his skin and look directly into the depths of his soul. That look made Liu Yang feel an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if he was firmly locked by some powerful force.

Liu Yang was still immersed in deep shock. In his mind, a series of strange phenomena he had experienced since he picked up the Blood Demon Ring flashed through his mind like lightning. He recalled the night in Yongde Temple when the blood cultivator in the form of a half-soul suddenly fell to the ground in front of him, and all the blood in his body was instantly sucked dry by the mysterious power. That weird and terrifying scene is still vivid in his mind. Also in the inn, when his heart moved, a shadow appeared on the window frame, as if some mysterious power was controlling everything in secret. What hurt him the most was that at the moment in the Sword Forging Pavilion, he watched the Supreme Sword that was about to take shape fail because of a dark red light on the Blood Demon Ring. Is all of this really related to this Blood Demon Ring?

Meng Lan suddenly reached out her hands and pressed Liu Yang's shoulders tightly. Her fingers were as hard as steel, and a chill came through his clothes. Her sharp eyes almost pierced into Liu Yang's soul, as if she wanted to see through the deepest secrets in his heart.

"You have the aura of the demon clan." Meng Lan's voice was low and majestic, and every word hit Liu Yang's heart like a heavy hammer.

Liu Yang trembled all over, as if struck by lightning. He raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with fear and anxiety, "Impossible! I am not from the demon clan! I am not!" His voice was trembling and firm, as if he was trying his best to deny some terrible truth.

However, Meng Lan was not shaken by his denial. She pressed Liu Yang's shoulders tightly, making him unable to move. A dark red light suddenly appeared in her deep eyes. The light flickered, as if it contained some mysterious and powerful power.

Liu Yang felt that his soul was firmly attracted by the dark red light, as if he was about to be trapped in it. He felt an unprecedented sense of fear rising from the bottom of his heart, as if he was standing on the edge of a bottomless dark abyss and could fall into it at any time.

"No! I'm not from the demon clan! I'm not!" Liu Yang screamed frantically in his heart, trying to break free from the shackles of the dark red light. However, no matter how hard he tried, the light always enveloped him like a shadow, as if to devour him completely.

A complicated look flashed in Meng Lan's eyes. She did not continue to force Liu Yang, but slowly loosened her hand on his shoulder. The dark red light also dissipated into the air, as if it had never appeared.

Liu Yang seemed to have woken up from a nightmare. He took a few deep breaths and found that his back was soaked with cold sweat. He looked up at Meng Lan, his eyes full of gratitude and awe. He knew that at that moment, he had walked through the gates of hell. If Meng Lan had not stopped in time, he would have become a victim of the dark red light.

"You...what did you do to me?" Liu Yang asked in a trembling voice.

Meng Lan looked at him deeply, with an inexplicable smile on her lips, "I just helped you to recognize a fact. As for who you are, your past and future, you need to slowly find the answers yourself." After that, she turned and walked towards the depths of the hall, leaving Liu Yang standing alone, lost in deep thought.

Liu Yang knew that his fate seemed to have changed dramatically since the moment he picked up the Blood Devil Ring. He was no longer an ordinary Qingyun Sect disciple, but had some kind of inexplicable connection with the demons and this mysterious and powerful ring. He had to explore the truth behind it and solve the mysteries surrounding him. No matter what difficulties and challenges were waiting for him, he had to face them bravely, because he had no way out.

"what……"

A shrill scream pierced the sky and echoed in the empty hall. Liu Yang collapsed to the ground, holding his head with his hands, as if he was suffering from unimaginable pain. His face was distorted, and his eyes were full of fear and helplessness, as if he was being eroded by an invisible force.