Ye Hun did not think it could be him; it was probably the Hunyuan Token. Yet the Hunyuan Token was clearly a lifeless object—why would that voice harbor such monstrous hatred toward a lifeless thing?
And deep within Ye Hun, why was he drawn to this drop of blood, feeling both a sense of familiarity and a craving for it?
Could the master of this blood have some connection to the Hunyuan Token, and now that he himself controlled the token, was he being affected by it?
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