Yao Tianchen's words sent a chill down Ye Xuan's spine. He had always thought that the heart wouldn't be able to do anything under his suppression. After all, he had absorbed most of the energy.
But now, he was told that there was still a possibility that it might come back. If he waited until that day and was caught off guard, how would Ye Xuan deal with it?
Seeing Ye Xuan's ugly expression, Yao Tianchen consoled, "Junior Ye, don't worry. This is just my guess. In fact, the probability of this happening is still relatively small."
Yao Tianchen's words rang an alarm bell for Ye Xuan. He hadn't forgotten who the owner of this heart was. It was a figure from a thousand years ago, the one who had plotted the Penglai Immortal Beasts and the altar incidents.
