The heart was purple-red and still beating weakly. The aura from just the heart alone was enough to make Lu Kangnian’s breath hitch. Qin Xian fared even worse, falling to one knee. He had turned as pale as a sheet, and bean-sized beads of sweat dripped onto the ground as he stared at the heart and demon core in shock.0

He had never encountered such a large demon core in his life, let alone one that was still beating.0

Lu Kangnian was also slightly pale. The demon core had suppressed the circulation of nearly all his vital force.0

Peng Luo had stuffed his mouth full of herbs and pills. Seeing both their reactions, he rose and muttered, “Mmph… Are you kidding...0