Lu Chen's breathing froze the instant he saw that jade pendant.
The carriage was dimly lit, yet the familiar cloud patterns and medicine cauldron design on the pendant, along with that faint but still pure medicinal spiritual aura—he could never mistake it.
It was Yun Qingyue!
The woman who had treated his wounds in the Capital City, fought alongside him in the Western Wasteland, shared life-and-death trials with him at Dragon-Locking Pool, and who had given him a communication jade talisman at their parting, telling him to "come find her after returning from the secret realm"!
How had she ended up here? How had she been imprisoned here by the Sky Wolf Sect?!
An indescribable fury and icy killing intent nearly burst through Lu Chen's chest.
Yet he forcibly suppressed it, drew a deep breath, and pushed the Truth-Piercing vision of his Godslayer Thunder Eyes to its limit, sweeping his gaze across Yun Qingyue's entire body.
At this sight, his heart sank sharply.
Yun Qingyue's condition was terrible beyond measure.
Her breath was as faint as a guttering candle in the wind, while her life force was slowly draining away in a strange manner.
Several dark-purple markings, writhing like living creatures, could vaguely be seen on the surface of her skin. They spread from her heart toward her limbs and every corner of her body.
The markings exuded an icy, filthy aura that devoured all life, so much so that even Lu Chen's divine sense felt a slight sting.
"Gu poison? And an exceptionally vicious kind at that!" Lu Chen immediately judged.
Not only that, many of Yun Qingyue's meridians were damaged, and the fluctuations of her soul were dim and unstable. She had clearly suffered grievous injuries and torment. Her eyes were tightly shut, her brows knotted in pain,