CHAPTER 1337: CHAPTER 1337: WILL OF THE HEART

Seeing the expression on this man in black’s face, Xiao Zheng’s eyes flashed with sharpness. Sure enough... this Rob III wanted Sky Net and the Blood Clan to fight each other, and then he would profit from it.

"Pfft."

And seeing the dumbfounded look on the man in black’s face, everyone couldn’t help but laugh.

The man in black’s old face turned red, but since his face was covered with black cloth, he didn’t have to worry about others seeing it.

"You are right."

The man in black said to Xiao Zheng, "This time, I came to give you the heart of Harren." With that, the man in black took out a package from behind and threw it to Xiao Zheng.

Xiao Zheng caught the package, opened it, and a small box was revealed.

Xiao Zheng’s expression instantly became serious, and the others held their breath upon seeing this.

Inside this small box was the life-saving thing!

Xiao Zheng took a deep breath and opened the box. Immediately, a blood-red heart leapt into view, and it was still beating!

Thump!

Thump thump!

At this moment, the heart was about the size of a human heart, continuously pulsating in the box, as if it still possessed life.

At this moment, Xiao Zheng confirmed beyond any doubt that inside this small box was indeed the heart of Harren, because he had fought with Harren before and knew his aura all too well.

"Finally got it." Xiao Zheng’s words carried a hint of relief.

"Haha, Evil God, I wonder how you feel about this gift?" The man in black said with a light smile.

"Thank Rob III for me. Tell him that I will definitely return this favor in the future." Xiao Zheng replied.

"You’re just going to let me go?" The man in black asked in surprise.

"Why?" Xiao Zheng raised an eyebrow.

The man in black laughed, "Before I came here, I was already prepared to die because I thought that once you, Evil God, got this heart, you would be furious. After all, after getting this heart, the war between you and the vampires will..."

The man in black’s tone carried a hint of schadenfreude, "begin."

Long Qie and the others all changed their expressions, glaring at the man in black.

However, the man in black remained calm, standing there without the slightest concern that his words had angered the crowd.

"You sure have a lot of guts." Xiao Zheng chuckled helplessly and said, "Are you trying to gauge my capacity? Rob III really is a shrewd guy, but you can tell him this:

Tell him that sometimes, overthinking can cause you to lose courage. At that time, even if he is a strong man who dominates the world, he will still fall."

The man in black’s face changed, but he quickly calmed down, saying, "I will relay the message for you."

As he spoke, his body gradually became faint until he completely disappeared from the room.

Xiao Zheng smiled casually; an insignificant quasi-Martial Saint could not capture his attention.

The most important thing now is to save Evil Eyes.

"Let’s go."

Xiao Zheng stood up and walked towards the room where Evil Eyes was; he couldn’t wait a moment longer.

Long Qie and the others hurriedly followed, as they had deep feelings for Evil Eyes as well.

Very soon.

The people of Sky Net gathered in the room of Evil Eyes.

Looking at Evil Eyes lying on the bed, a trace of heartache flashed in everyone’s eyes.

At this time, Evil Eyes looked exceedingly miserable. His face was as pale as gold paper, his brows tightly furrowed, his breathing faltering, as if the lamp of his life was about to extinguish at any moment.

Once a renowned warrior in Sky Net, a brave fighter who charged through in majestic battles, had now become a bedridden patient. Who could bear this? Especially his brothers of Evil Eyes!

"My brother, endure a little longer." Xiao Zheng looked at Evil Eyes and softly said, "Soon, you’ll be healed."

After he finished speaking, Xiao Zheng extended his palm and gave a slight tremor, as streams of golden Gang Qi threads surged out from his palm.

They danced like they had a life of their own, then surged towards the heart in the box.

In an instant, these golden threads wrapped around the heart, then with a gentle pull, the heart was already suspended above Evil Eyes.

Thump.

Thump thump.

Even suspended in the air, the heart continued to beat incessantly, the power contained within it still impressing anyone who sensed it closely.

Xiao Zheng took a deep breath, his expression growing serious.

Next comes the most critical step, and even he dared not be careless.

To use this heart to heal Evil Eyes, the method is to break open the heart, extract the essence blood of Harren, and merge it into Evil Eyes’ body.

Not a single step in this process can be mistaken, as any error would mean all efforts would be wasted, and Evil Eyes will lose the chance to recover completely.

"Break!"

Xiao Zheng shouted lowly.

Immediately, one of the golden threads wrapping around the heart straightened like a sharp dagger, emitting a cutting aura.

Under Xiao Zheng’s control, it gently sliced the surface of the heart.

Shhh...

With a light sound, at that moment, the heart was split in two by the taut golden thread.

At this moment, the heart immediately ceased beating.

And from the breach, a blood-red dazzling divine light shot out, illuminating the entire room in crimson.

"Roar!"

With a roar, within that blinding red light, a blood-colored phantom burst from the breach, its expression fierce and savage.

The appearance was exactly the same as Harren!

"What is this?"

Seeing this scene, Long Qie and the others widened their eyes.

This kind of scene, they had only heard of in myths and legends, where after a being dies, a remnant of will remains, able to form a shape.

Unexpectedly, such a thing... truly happened before their very eyes! Was this blood-red phantom Harren’s soul?

"Hmph!"

Xiao Zheng snorted coldly.

"A mere remnant will dares to appear before me? Destroy!" Xiao Zheng commanded coldly.

Boom!

The golden threads encircling the heart suddenly glowed brightly, an energy surged towards the red phantom.

Buzz!

In an instant, the blood-red phantom was enveloped by the surging golden energy, which then shone radiantly.

"Roar..."

Accompanied by a mournful wail, the blood-red phantom melted away like snow under the sun, eventually evaporated completely.