Bereft of all pain, Li Huowang dazedly took in the scents of his surroundings. With his fused senses, he could feel the previously merged yin and yang splitting apart.
It wasn't that yang had failed to arrive; it was that yin had come to life. Only the living can feel pain. When the Heart Turbidity that had previously died let out world-shattering screams, it came back to life, just like the screaming rocks and trees.
Li Huowang staggered a few steps, but his weak body instinctively pitched forward. Several wriggling black tentacles shot out, propping themselves on the ground like pillars. "Dad..."
Li Sui then tore open the wound in Li Huowang's chest and swiftly burrowed inside.
Li Huowang's mouth trembled as if he wanted to say something, but all he had was a mangled, bloody hole that could emit no sound.
Li Huowang raised his right hand—the one missing its fingernail—and pointed shakily to the south. He could feel a crack there.
