Even in a blur, it transformed into a familiar bloodied human head, dying without closing its eyes, those resentful eyes were staring at him, opening its mouth, wanting to say something.
That head was none other than Chen Kuang's mother from his past life, already blurred in memory...
"Focus, absolutely cannot let go!"
Wen Si's voice came from the side, ripples spread, and the scene before his eyes instantly returned to normal.
Yet the next moment, it was covered again by those chaotic demonic illusions.
Chen Kuang's expression turned stern, he took a deep breath, knowing this was the crucial moment, this Demon Sword was directly attacking his divine sense.
Moreover, more frighteningly, this Demon Sword could truly glimpse the most secretive and darkest corner within a person's heart.
However...
Chen Kuang's divine sense was much stronger than ordinary people, comparable to those with innate wisdom, personally certified by Huo Hengxuan.
