That dagger was extremely sinister and venomous, piercing directly through his chest, the quiet dark energy wreaking havoc through his limbs and bones, and the cold sensation of death instantly enveloped him.
Baili An was also chilled to the bone — not because he saw the awful state of Baili Xianxian, but rather when he heard the word "handkerchief," he felt something was terribly wrong. Before he could piece together all the clues, a chill surged densely from his back to his scalp instantly!
His mind was blank, without any spare time for him to think, even forgetting how dreadful the presence of the great snake was.
Baili An didn't hesitate to summon the Short Flute. His Dantian and netherworld shone brightly together, the ruby at the flute's tail wept blood and burst forth, spiritual power and dark energy were released without reserve in an instant, and he almost horrifyingly hurled the Short Flute toward the reflective scale light in the darkness.
