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Next, they found Fire Demon beside an opera stage on the western side of the inner courtyard.
The stage had been abandoned for years. Tattered curtains hung in strips, and dust blanketed every surface both on and off the platform.
He was sitting motionless on a bench, staring at the empty stage with vacant eyes, as if a grand performance were playing out before him on the deserted platform.
Zhang Yuanqing's expression darkened. In his vision, he could see yin energy coiled densely around Fire Demon's body. He was already near death, and his soul was on the verge of departing his body.
He rushed over and placed a hand on Fire Demon's shoulder as darkness surged in the depths of his eyes. He drew the yin energy into his palm in a ceaseless stream, devouring and digesting it.
Fire Demon shuddered. A spark of life returned to his hollow eyes, and he blurted out instinctively, "So cold, so cold…"
The Fire Sage shivered as he looked around, saw Zhang Yuanqing beside him and Xie Lingxi nearby, and shouted, "Damn, where did you all go?! The second we left the hall, everyone disappeared—!"
Zhang Yuanqing waved away the accusation. "We all got separated. How did you end up here?"
"After we were separated, I just sort of wandered here without realizing it, and then I heard someone singing opera," Fire Demon said as he dredged up the memory.
"I followed the source of the sound and saw this stage. There was a woman performing up there. I watched her for a bit, and then… I don't remember anything after that."
At those words, he shuddered violently, eyeing the decrepit stage that had clearly been abandoned for years. Where would a singing woman have come from?
He looked at the Nocturnal Specter beside him with deep gratitude. "You saved ...
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