The weeping in the purple mist, mixed with the cracking resonance of ancient bells, ground a stinging pain into the eardrums. A copper-tasting sweetness welled up in Ye Fan's throat. The shaking of the golden tree within his Inner World had already persisted for half an incense stick's burning time; the golden leaves at the very top were losing their luster at a visible speed, and fine golden blood seeped between the leaf veins.
This was the "Heavenly Dao Warning" that only a powerhouse of the Inquiry Realm in his past life would trigger. The knuckles with which he gripped Jiuxiao Huanpei turned white, and his Peak Jade Bone Realm cultivation surged within him like boiling water.
"Brother Ye." Su Qingxue's hand covered the back of his hand, carrying the cooling sensation of medicinal powder. She had changed into black martial attire at some unknown point, and the peony hairpin in her hair had transformed into a poison-tipped silver needle. "The Thousand-Mechanism Crossbow Array of Hanmei Pavilion is already set up at the village entrance, and I've scattered 'Soul-Bewitching Fragrance' in the mist, which can further disrupt the wits of the Nether ghost soldiers." As she spoke, her fingertips gently stroked the old scar on the webbing of his thumb—the one left three years ago when he blocked a blade for her. Her movement was as light as a snowflake falling on the tip of the heart.
Chapter 404