Xia Qingcheng didn't have time to continue hesitating. He quickly slashed his wrist to let the blood drip into the totem, and then entered the ancient tomb.
Within the ancient tomb, there were many traps. If Xia Ling did not rely on the bottle of blood he gave her, she would not have been able to find the Shengxue Pearl.
Xia Qingcheng barely thought twice and headed directly towards the location of the Shengxue Pearl. Sure enough, when he approached the secret room where the Shengxue Pearl was stored, he saw Xia Ling there.
"You are indeed here." Xia Qingcheng sighed, even when he came in, he was still unwilling to believe that Xia Ling was truly here to steal the Shengxue Pearl. But he was wrong.
The Xia Ling of the past was truly gone.
"Regret it?" Xia Ling sat beside the throne where the Shengxue Pearl was worshipped, and the altar where the Shengxue Pearl was placed was already empty.
