In the blink of an eye, Yang Xiao suddenly jolted awake from bed, his first reflex was to touch his neck, and after confirming there was nothing amiss, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The residue of fear was still there, his entire body soaked in cold sweat, as if he had just been pulled from water, Yang Xiao panted heavily, images of the previous horror flashing in his mind.
Though the female demon wasn't human, she never did anything meaningless, and Yang Xiao couldn't understand what her intentions were with this act.
But he knew it definitely had something to do with the Wordless Heavenly Scripture, and with a thought, this Daoist Sect's secret treasure appeared in his hand.
Since Jiushan Cangxuan already knew the book was with him, there was no need to keep it under wraps.
At the moment the book landed in his hand, suddenly, a set of memories equally as intense as his own appeared in Yang Xiao's mind.
