The mere sight of the husk filled Xu Yunfan with a sense of awe, and an instinctual feeling of his own inferiority.
The next instant, he cast the thought from his mind.
What weighed on his mind was that the shell hadn't looked so radiant yesterday.
'Is it because it defeated me and absorbed the Pure Yang Inner Breath from my body?'
Otherwise, when he cultivated the Pure Yang Qi Skill today, the Pure Yang Inner Breath deep in his flesh wouldn't have been inexplicably diminished.
"Defeat me, and I will let you go..."
Xu Yunfan mulled over these words, his eyes downcast.
'I refuse to believe it...'
He flipped the shell over and caressed the tear along its spine. Back when that woman, who looked like an Exiled Immortal, had fallen from the Ancient Jade Pendant, her body had slowly dissolved, leaving only this gash.
