The stars in the night sky sparkled brightly.
Ye Qiu lay on the cold earth, gazing at the night sky through the sparse tree branches.
Blood kept spilling from his mouth.
The final strike from Qian Zang hit Ye Qiu's chest, but it didn't shatter his heart, because Qian Zang did not expect that Ye Qiu's heart was different from normal people's, located on the other side.
But Qian Zang's attack was too powerful, and even though it was just the force of his flesh, it injured Ye Qiu's internal organs severely. Although they were not shattered, they were ruptured in many places.
In Ye Qiu's condition, where even the source of his True Qi was exhausted, he no longer had the ability to heal, nor could he stop the deterioration and spread of his injuries.
The most devastating time in history.
He had killed Qian Zang, but at a great cost to himself.
His Dantian was dull and dark, devoid of light, a Dantian without the source of True Qi felt like a lifeless, cold universe.
