Chapter 163: Oh no!

"Yin'er, take good care of your third brother!"
"Yes!" Ji Yin nodded immediately.
As soon as Xuanyuan Ji tossed Ji Shaochen toward the boundary barrier, Ji Yin hurried forward to support him. "Third brother, how are you?"
"I'm fine! Urgh!" Ji Shaochen turned his head aside and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Third brother!" Ji Yin hugged Ji Shaochen's body with worry.
"Third brother is really fine, don't worry." Ji Shaochen gripped Ji Yin's hand and gently comforted her.
"Awooo~" A wolf stood on high ground and began to let out another howl!
Ji Yin felt a buzzing in her ears. Apart from this noise capable of causing massive damage, she could hear nothing else.
She desperately covered Ji Shaochen's ears, not wanting him to suffer any further harm.
An arrow shot toward that wolf!
The wolf instantly leaped up and dodged to the side.
The sound stopped. Ji Yin's forehead was covered in sweat as she raised her head to look at the wolf.
This must be the alpha wolf, the leader of this pack.
She laid Ji Shaochen down, took the sound flute from his hand, and walked outward.
"Little Seven!"

"Great Demon!"
Ji Yin walked step by step toward the outside of the barrier. As her body passed through it, the Phoenix Dance Fairy Dress suddenly materialized upon her.
"Little Demon!" she called out softly.
"Yes!" The Demonic Cauldron ceased its hesitation and immediately responded.
A purple-golden radiance suddenly erupted from within her body, shooting straight up into the firmament.
A four-legged cauldron appeared in mid-air. At first, the cauldron was only the size of a palm, but in the blink of an eye, it expanded several times over.
Ji Yin flew up into mid-air and stood atop the cauldron, pricked her fingertip, and let a drop of blood fall into it.
In an instant, crimson waves churned inside the cauldron, and Ji Yin's entire body was enveloped by this bizarre light.
Her lips moved in incantations; no one could understand what she was chanting. Slowly, she raised her hand and traced a pattern in the void.
Xuanyuan Ji watched Ji Yin, secretly tightening his grip on the silver spear in his hand. He wanted to stop her, but it was already too late.
At this moment, Ji Yin seemed like a completely different person. Enveloped in purple flames from head to toe, with a cold and mesmerizing expression, she stood high in mid-air, looking several times more terrifying than the pack of wolves.
It seemed as though at this moment, the one who needed to be dealt with was not the wolf pack, but her!
"Everyone fall back into the barrier!" Ji Yin commanded those who were fighting the wolf pack.
She picked up the sound flute in her hand and began to play. The flute music sounded like a voice from the depths of hell—higher-pitched and more hurried than the one Ji Shaochen had played, and carrying an indescribable, eerie quality!
"Hurry, go!" Xuanyuan Ji urged immediately.

Ji Yun hesitated for a moment. But seeing the tense expression on Xuanyuan Ji's face, he immediately pulled the person beside him and ran toward the direction of the barrier.
Ji Yin could not hold on for long. With her current strength, just a few notes of the Nine-Curve Demonic Tune would drain all the soul power she had accumulated during this period!
Once everyone had returned inside the barrier, Ji Yin looked at Xuanyuan Ji and blew the final note! Simultaneously, Xuanyuan Ji raised his hand to cast an illusion, trapping the entire wolf pack within it.
Ji Yin flashed a faint smile toward Xuanyuan Ji.
Since when had they developed such tacit understanding?
Ji Yun and the others returned inside the barrier, only to suddenly discover that a dazzling flash of white light had crossed the sky, and everything before their eyes had vanished!
The wolf pack was gone! Ji Yin and Xuanyuan Ji were gone as well!
"Little Seven!"
"Young Master!"
All around, there was no response. A sudden, terrifying silence descended.
"Oh no!" Wuyan's voice rang out abruptly.