The mountain-sized Demonic Heart began to shrivel and wither at a speed visible to the naked eye. It trembled violently, struggling like a living person whose heart was being squeezed by a giant python, yet it couldn't break free.
Ji was inside it, frantically devouring its essence!
Meanwhile, Chen Ye's condition had become utterly miserable.
Without his Life Source Heart, his vitality was draining away like floodwaters through a breached dam. The bloody hole in his chest hadn't healed; instead, ashen, deathly air began to seep out of it.
The black aura on his left shoulder had stopped spreading, but the shadow of death had already enveloped his entire body.
His consciousness began to blur. Everything in his vision became a slow, faded afterimage.
Was this it... Was this how it ended?
No.
At the very moment his consciousness was about to sink into eternal darkness, a wholly different power, pure to the extreme, surged back into his body through the blood-red tattoo on his chest!
It wasn't righteous spiritual energy, nor was it filthy demonic energy.
It was the essence of the Demonic Heart, devoured, filtered, and refined by Ji!
This power was overbearing and cold, imbued with destruction and death, yet it also contained a strange vitality.
"Argh!"
Chen Ye couldn't help letting out a pained roar.
The power coursed through his nearly shattered meridians, like a steel brush scraping against fragile blood vessels.
This wasn't healing. It was reshaping.
Rebirth through destruction!
The power of the demonic essence savagely filled and transformed his withered limbs and organs. Faced with this higher-level power, the deadly black aura on his left arm became like a subject before its king, meekly merging with it and becoming part of the new power.
More astonishingly, inside his empty chest, countless threads of