Scalding tears slid through the twisted creases on Li Huowang's face, finally dripping from his chin onto the floor. He looked desperately at Yang Na, who lay motionless before him, utterly helpless.
Wu Qi sighed beside him and explained, "You stayed in a Mental Hospital too, so you know what this is. A large part of severe depression is like this. I can hardly imagine how she managed to find this place."
"Na Na?" Li Huowang gently shook Yang Na, but there was not the slightest response in her scattered pupils. Yes, he had gone back again, but something seemed to be different.
During the previous reversions, the first thing Yang Na should have asked upon seeing him was what had happened to his one eye—not be like this, looking as though she were a body without a soul.
After softly calling to her a few times, Li Huowang suddenly thought of something and immediately asked Yang Na in a low voice, "Is it because I took your Death Heavenly Dao? Is that why you became like this?"
As Li Huowang repeated it several times, he grew more and more convinced. He nodded forcefully. "Then I'll give it back to you, all right? I'll give it back to you!!"
As he spoke, Li Huowang kissed Yang Na. He viciously bit through his tongue, and fishy blood flowed out before he repeatedly passed it into Yang Na's mouth.
Feeling that even this was not enough, Li Huowang bit off pieces of flesh and mucous membrane from inside his mouth and passed those over as well.
After giving her his blood and flesh, Li Huowang held Yang Na tightly and whispered into her ear, "Na Na, come back. Death has been returned to you. You're the Unborn Mother again. You're the Death