"Demonic Qi?" Taoist Yan Qi asked, his brow furrowed.
"Demonic Qi!" Taoist Jing Feng said with certainty.
"But she wasn't practicing a Demon Technique, was she?" Taoist Yan Qi asked. "If she were, given her Dao Practice and Magical Power, she would have long since transformed into a demonic creature. She also wouldn't have been so easy for us to kill."
"Nor was she just tainted by Demonic Qi." A sharp glint flashed in Taoist Yan Ling's eyes as he scanned the large, red scorpion again with his Taiyi Divine Light.
Ordinary creatures tainted by Demonic Qi, like those water monsters in Mo Lake, would have the qi lingering around them after death. It wouldn't have vanished in a flash like it just did.
This situation was more like...
"A Demon planted a thought or some kind of mark on her," Taoist Jing Feng said in a low voice.
