The head was the foremost part of the body; the heart was the sovereign of the five viscera.
If the heart withered, an ordinary life could scarcely continue; if the heart died, the mortal world was severed from the immortal path.
The Deer Shu was already dead, and Ye Tian had occupied its cave. Yet his current situation was a thousand times more perilous than the previous battle. Ye Tian had not opened his eyes for five full days, and black and white qi had gradually appeared on his face. During those five days, the black and white qi around his heart had completely transformed it into a silver-gray stone. Only a thumbnail-sized piece of flesh deep within remained unchanged, but its days were numbered as well.
Nearly eighty or ninety percent of Ye Tian's divine sense had been mobilized to his heart, where he began refining it with all his strength. The black and white qi within his heart was exceedingly dense, having even condensed into spiritual fluid that flowed slowly through his blood vessels.
When his divine sense reached that place, Ye Tian was almost enraged beyond measure. Yet he forcibly suppressed his fury and used his divine sense to slowly envelop his heart bit by bit.
Ye Tian had only heard of the pain of ten fingers being linked to the heart, but today he truly tasted agony that drilled into the heart. Watching helplessly and vividly feeling his heart crack apart filled every pore of his body with maddening torment. At that moment, Ye Tian could not even scream. His frail body would not allow it, and it might very well shatter completely amid his tearing cries.
Eyes wide, breath held, teeth clenched, he swallowed blood along with it!
The golden flames within his sea of