The air in the karst cave felt as though it had frozen solid. Chǔ Hóngzhuāng's fingernails almost dug into Ye Fan's wrist, and the Golden Silkworm Gu at her chest vibrated so intensely that her skin flushed red. This was her natal Gu, which she had raised for ten years, yet at this moment it was even more agitated than when facing a Void Breaking Realm powerhouse.
"Hand over Jiuxiao Huanpei." The Iron-masked Man's voice was laced with ice shards, and the "clack" of chains scraping against the stone wall suddenly rose in pitch, sounding like some ferocious beast gnashing its teeth.
Ye Fan's Adam's apple bobbed. In his past life, he had seen too many deadlocks like this—when surrounded and ambushed, when betrayed, and at his final fall. But this life was different; he could clearly sense that the sapling in his Inner World was burning hot, and the spiritual energy of the seven-element Array Core was drilling along the stone wall into his meridians.
Chapter 91