Ye Wuji's corpse lay sprawled among the rubble, the black curses on his lower abdomen rising and falling with his ragged breathing. Ye Fan knelt on one knee, a sweet taste of blood surging in his throat, yet he forced himself not to collapse. The starlight of his Inner World continued to circulate beneath his skin like a swarm of enraged fireflies, colliding and flashing faintly through his flesh.
"When he blocked Su Qingxue's zither music just now, the center of his brows twitched three times," Ye Fan said suddenly, his voice hoarse yet clear. "In my past life in the Northern Wasteland, I saw Heart-Eating Insects. Those afflicted fear the Cleansing Heart Chant above all else—his Sea of Consciousness has a flaw."
Su Qingxue was wiping the last intact string of her jade flute with a handkerchief. Her fingertips paused slightly at his words. Moonlight leaked in through the shattered stone doorway, illuminating the tear mole at the corner of her eye like a droplet of blood-soaked cinnabar. "You mean..."
Chapter 356