The Heart-Demon Emperor

Han Feng leaned against the stone table, his body as heavy as if filled with lead, his consciousness sinking into a warm mire and growing ever more blurred.

The greatest knot in his heart had been untied. He had confirmed that he was not "incomplete," but had instead embarked on an entirely different path... This finally allowed the mind he had kept taut for who knew how many years to completely relax.

Fatigue surged in like a tide, instantly drowning his will.

His eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds as they slowly, slowly closed.

He only wanted... to have a good sleep.

Within this familiar bamboo grove courtyard, beneath the gentle caress of the breeze and swaying bamboo shadows, Han Feng's breathing completely steadied as he fell into a deep sleep—perhaps the first truly relaxed sleep he had had in years.

No one knew how much time had passed.

Han Feng felt someone drape something over him.

He laboriously opened his eyes and saw his little maid, Ye Qingyun. She had her head lowered and was sobbing softly.

"Master, you're awake!"

Sensing that Han Feng had awakened, Ye Qingyun immediately injected Life Origin into him.

That energy eased Han Feng's exhaustion somewhat.

He patted Ye Qingyun's hand.

"You don't need to keep sending Life Origin into me. I know my own condition."

Han Feng had paid a tremendous price in his battle against the Heart Demon Race's Heavenly Supreme Being.

The fact that he had managed to return alive was already a stroke of great fortune.

Yet before long, the black mist would surely send even stronger enemies.

The Dou Qi Continent would ultimately be unable to escape destruction.

Ye Qingyun stubbornly continued sending Life Origin into Han Feng.

"Are you not even going to listen to me now?"