Through an object on the ground shaped like a compass, the Fire Qilin actually sensed the aura of its own Inverse Scale.
The aura seemed to come from an extremely distant place. Even the highly intelligent Fire Qilin was puzzled, yet it still immediately picked up the compass from the ground in its mouth.
In an instant, the compass needle spun violently. The summoning sensation from the Inverse Scale suddenly became much stronger, its perception seeming to turn into ripples that spread into the surrounding darkness, radiating through Lingyun Cave's intricate network of countless branching passages.
"Thump thump—"
"Thump thump—"
The Fire Qilin's heartbeat accelerated. It let out a wild roar, its powerful four hooves kicked off, and flames erupted all over its body. In a flash, it turned into a massive fireball that sped through the pitch-black passage, galloping swiftly in the direction strengthened by the compass's perception.
A heart!
A heart was beating!
A strong, powerful heart beat steadily in the darkness. It was the heart of a burly man like a demon god, a heart forever filled with fighting spirit, never yielding, never giving up—it was Jiang Dali's heart!
Within a dark, empty underground cavern devoid of human presence, faint mist drifted about, far thinner than the black mist within the Heavenly Abyss.
His entire body floated in the icy water, his eyes closed as he allowed a breath of vital energy to circulate through his body. Whenever he focused his attention slightly on his skin, no change in the flow of water could escape his senses.
He drifted and sank like this, his bearing calm and solemn. No matter how icy the water was, it could not cool his blazing heart, blazing body, or blazing will.
With his eyes closed, he quietly sensed his rapidly recovering