"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen."
Bibi Dong scrambled to her feet, crying out in panic.
Yet there was no response anywhere within this space.
She collapsed to the ground in a daze, her mind replaying the sight of Jiang Chen smiling as he blocked that sword for her, replaying how he had coughed up blood yet still smiled and comforted her. Her heart inexplicably clenched with pain.
"Why are you so foolish? Why are you so foolish?"
"To save me, were you willing to throw away even your own life?"
Outside, the terrifying divine power within Jiang Chen's body finally enraged the Corpse Core in his dantian.
Like a black hole, the Corpse Core emitted a horrifying suction force and swallowed all the rampaging divine power.
After absorbing that divine power, the Corpse Core suddenly erupted with incomparably pure energy, just as Jiang Chen had hoped. It merged into his Soul Power, replenishing the Soul Power he had been rapidly expending.
There were two important things within Jiang Chen's body: one was the system, and the other was the Corpse Core.
The Corpse Core had been left behind by an expert. Though it had not given him lavish rewards like the system, it had constantly purified his Soul Power during his cultivation, making it far more formidable.
During his escape just now, he had called out to the Asura God and the system countless times.
But neither had responded.
He had not expected the Corpse Core to be the one that came through in the end, restoring his Soul Power to its peak in an instant.
Although the injuries within his body had begun healing rapidly, Jiang Chen's heart grew increasingly heavy.
Because he discovered that those people behind him had already caught up, and were even faster than him. They