Bei Mingyuan probed with his Demonic Qi and, just as she'd said, he could no longer trace the Water and Fire Seal. He could only feel two divine auras lodged within his body, like tiny pebbles that had sunk to the bottom of the lake in his heart.
He couldn't touch it or see it, yet he knew it was there, slumbering deep within.
On the skin over his heart, a tattoo-like mark materialized before his eyes. It was identical to the one on Xin Huohuo's shoulder blade, only much smaller—less than an inch across—and colored black and red. The difference was that it resembled a relief carving, or perhaps an exquisite, branded scar.
His heart lurched. He knew Xin Huohuo was telling the truth; this mark could never be removed. For a moment, his mind was in utter turmoil, and he couldn't think straight. He rushed to Xin Huohuo's side, scooped her up from the ground, and held her in his arms.
