Noticing the tiny golden figure in his eyes, Zhao Min was startled. Murong Jingyue had been so high-spirited after mastering the Divine Saber Slash, yet the moment Song Qingshu used this move, Murong Jingyue's soul had been obliterated.
She instinctively wanted to close her eyes, but Zhao Min quickly realized he would not harm her. She opened them again and met his gaze, completely lowering her guard.
Song Qingshu's eyes glowed gold as he clearly sensed Zhao Min's fragile soul. Yet he did not touch her soul. Instead, guided by his true qi, he slowly probed the abnormalities within her mind. At last, his efforts paid off—he found the corpse worm!
The corpse worm seemed to sense the danger and faintly showed signs of breaking out of its shell. But beneath the crushing pressure of Song Qingshu's divine awareness, the instant it poked its head out, it trembled in terror and lay hidden there, not daring to move.
Naturally, Song Qingshu showed it no mercy. Sword qi condensed from his divine awareness shot straight at it. Seeing that it could not evade, the corpse worm was about to make a desperate last stand, but the moment it emerged, the sword qi blasted it into ashes.
"Done!" Song Qingshu slowly withdrew his true qi and retreated from her body. He thought to himself that although this era had no treatments like gamma knives, with Sword Twenty-Three, he had barely managed to achieve a similar effect.
Zhao Min smiled faintly and was about to say something when her expression suddenly changed. She spat out a mouthful of blood onto the floor.
Seeing her pale face, Song Qingshu stroked her hair and comforted her. "Don't worry. It's just the remains of the corpse worm, nothing more than some stagnant blood."
Zhao Min looked