Salt worms had already been planted inside Cen Zhe by Leng Zhuxin, and when his cultivation realm plummeted, the salt worms had long since crawled along the surging qi and blood straight to his heart.
A sharp, gripping pain seized his chest, and beads of sweat the size of peas rolled down his forehead. Unable to support himself any longer, he dropped to his knees.
Cen Zhe had no idea why Cen Hu was in such agony. The moment he saw blue veins beginning to spread across Cen Hu's face, he quickly let go of the hand supporting him.
Chapter 154