Ling Feiran's poison had corroded nearly a third of the bud heart. Unfortunately, the West Wind Demon could not create viruses out of thin air; otherwise, it would have been perfect for countering the God of Spring and Life.
Feng Ling slashed and hacked tirelessly, leaving devastation everywhere as flesh and blood flew!
The heart was already riddled with holes, and the blood in its vessels seemed to have run dry. The flow had dwindled from a gush to a trickle, yet there was no scent of blood in the air—only the rich fragrance of flowers and grass.
After who knew how many attacks, the bud heart finally stopped beating. It lay broken beyond repair in a pool of blood, its shriveled vessels like plastic bags soaked in plasma, only occasionally bubbling.
Blood flowed into the channels, staining the clear liquid within red as it continued toward every corner of the plaza.
The bright red flesh began to melt, gradually exposing the heart's core.
Inside was a treasure chest.
"Miaomiao—" Feng Ling retracted her tentacles and called out, "Come open the treasure chest!"
"Coming! Haha~ That went so smoothly~" Huangfu Miaomiao skipped over happily.
Hearing that they were opening a treasure chest, everyone was delighted, because it meant the battle was over and they had successfully killed the Labyrinth Master.
Their joy was obvious, and their hearts were filled with accomplishment.
Everyone gathered around, eager to see what good items the chest would yield.
Ye Zheng, who was closest to Feng Ling, came over and said, "This is the first time we've encountered a Boss that dropped a treasure chest. There should at least be a Rare Item inside, right?"
Feng Ling nodded. She found it unusual too. "Yeah. A treasure chest dug out of a Boss's body should be