The deep blue torch inside the stone house crackled, scattering sparks across the blue stone slab and casting flickering shadows over the tense faces of the crowd.
The controlled Cangwu Disciple let out a final muffled groan from his throat, and the deep blue flame at the corner of his eye was snuffed out like a pinched candle wick.
The elder who had recovered first propped himself up against the wall and knelt, his calloused fingers digging desperately into the brick seams until his knuckles turned bone-white. "Thank... thank you all for saving my life." His turbid eyes swept over the Jiuxiao Huanpei at Ye Fan's waist, and he suddenly began to tremble violently. "This old man is an outer sect deacon of Hanmei Pavilion. Thirty years ago, I saw the former Palace Master use this jade zither to suppress the Nether fire!"
Chapter 336