Before the words faded, the half-bloomed Udumbara suddenly burst into an eerie crimson glow, its blood- and flame-like radiance cutting a piercing arc through the night. The once crystal-clear petals now oozed drops of blood, which condensed into threads in mid-air and wrapped around the Star Disk like living creatures. The ancient runes on the Star Disk were stained with blood and emitted a low hum, sketching a hazy figure in the void.
"Ayuan?" Ming Feng's pupils contracted violently, and the fly-whisk in his hand dropped to the ground with a slap.
He staggered back two steps, his wide sleeves rustling loudly in the mountain wind. "You kept her lingering soul!" He spat out the words through clenched teeth, his voice laced with disbelief and profound fury.
Chapter 130