Zhang Chao's severed arm was still in Lin Bai's hand. After thinking it over, Lin Bai still did not reach out to touch the Demon Sword.
Lin Bai remembered all too clearly that when he had first cultivated Heart Demon Implantation, the Demon Seed had still been young. He had used the demonic nature within the Demon Sword to stimulate the Demon Flower and blast it apart.
After that, Lin Bai had realized that the Demon Sword greatly benefited the Demon Flower. The two complemented each other: the Demon Sword could use this method to make the Demon Seed bloom, while the Demon Flower could likewise stimulate the Demon Sword's power.
Now, the Demon Flower inside Lin Bai had matured, and it had even given rise to the spiritual awareness of Profound Eye.
The Crow had spent so much effort sealing Profound Eye in the Celestial God Tomb. Lin Bai did not want the Demon Sword to stimulate the Demon Flower into blooming.
Yet Lin Bai could still feel a fierce yearning for the Demon Sword deep within his heart. This yearning did not come entirely from Lin Bai. Most of it came from... Profound Eye!
Inside Lin Bai's body, within his consciousness space.
The consciousness space was an expanse of white. Profound Eye sat cross-legged beneath the old tree, just as Lin Bai had once done.
But when Lin Bai had sat there back then, he had been dressed in white robes, transcendent and holy. Profound Eye, on the other hand, wore black robes, his face suffused with wickedness and a cold smile curling at the corners of his lips.
He had been resting with his eyes closed when, all of a sudden, his long, narrow eyes slowly cracked open. Two sharp rays shot from them, and his scarlet