The corpse of Ye Wuji slammed onto the blue stone slab with a dull thud. Ye Fan squatted down, pressing his fingertips against the side of Ye Wuji's neck, but the pulse was long gone. Yet he did not hurry to stand. His thumb pressed gently against the sword wound on the corpse's chest, and dark red blood beads mixed with a black mist oozed out—within that mist, tiny insects were writhing, curling into charred particles the moment they met the light.
"The Earth Vein..." He muttered Ye Wuji's dying delirious words, his Adam's apple bobbing. The pressure of the Void Breaking Realm from the tremor earlier was still lingering in his nasal passages, pressing against his heart and lungs like a piece of red-hot iron. The Heavenly Wood Bud inside his inner world had split into three pieces; with every shudder, his sea of consciousness throbbed in response. But he knew this was no time to tend to his injuries—Ye Wuji had been able to manipulate the power of the earth vein, and the secrets hidden beneath Qinglan City were far deeper than he had imagined.
"A-Ye." Su Qingxue's short flute pressed against the back of his neck, and a clear, chilling soundwave slipped through his blood vessels into his sea of consciousness, instantly easing the stinging pain a fraction. She had somehow removed her heavy makeup; her plain white undergarment was stained with blood, and the pearl hairpin in her hair was askew, yet the corners of her eyes still curved with a hint of a smile. "That old bastard'…
Chapter 328