The sage was determined to die.

Just as Gongsun Yang was wondering whether to worry or what to do, Ji Bai's complexion slowly returned to normal.

That speed was just as fast as the speed at which he changed his expression.

Seeing Gongsun Yang standing to the side, I almost thought he was faking it.

Ji Bai gently clutched her chest, turned to look at him, and asked, "I'm fine, are you alright?"

Gongsun Yang was completely bewildered, not understanding what he was talking about for a moment. After a while, he realized what he meant and his face turned pale: "Could it be related to that fragment of the Wenxin? But why don't I feel any pain at all?"

His face betrayed his disappointment; it was obvious to anyone that he had no hope.

Just as Ji Bai was about to say a few words of comfort to him, he suddenly felt an itch in his throat and couldn't help but cough.

He followed his intuition and looked over, only to see that the Wenxin fragment on the old tortoise's body was emitting a dazzling light, which was hot and scorching, as if it had undergone layers of compression.

Without his prompting, Yan Ming and his group, realizing the situation was turning against them, had already slipped away.

Where no one was watching, Ji Bai's pupils shrunk like a feline's.

He stared intently at the old tortoise. It was just a casual move he made, but now it seemed to have yielded some unexpected results.

The old tortoise was feeling rather smug.

The fragment of the Wenxin pendant hanging around his neck continued to expand, giving the entire tortoise an indescribable warmth. He felt as if he were enveloped in warm oxygen, and his originally cold body slowly became warm and cozy, just like...

With a "bang," like fireworks exploding and life being ignited, the fragment of Wenxin hanging on the old tortoise's chest was blown apart like a cannonball.

Ji Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, and his vertical pupils slowly dilated.

The explosion seemed like some kind of revelation, and people swarmed around, all rushing towards the source of the blast.

Ji Bai also sprang into action, moving swiftly towards the center of the explosion.

As he ran, he couldn't help but think that if he had that thing on him, he would probably have been reduced to ashes by now...

It would be no exaggeration to say that it was completely wiped out.

The old tortoise's entire form vanished completely. Of course, he died quite frequently, so he must have gotten used to it by now.

Yan Ming regained his senses about how fast he had run. He leaned against Ji Bai, panting, and said, "Ji Bai, why did this guy suddenly explode?"

He paused, then his eyes widened: "He just exploded like that? What a waste of all my words."

Ji Bai hadn't expected his brain to be so peculiar. After thinking for a moment, he said to him, "It's alright, he'll probably be reborn again soon."

Yan Ming: "???"

The group moved very fast, but their steps gradually came to a stop when they arrived.

The scene before us was indeed somewhat eerie.

Above the scorched, black earth, a heart-shaped yellow crystal floated in mid-air. Threads, like blood vessels, were inserted into the ground beneath the crystal, and a tortoise-shell-shaped remnant could be vaguely seen.

Ji Bai raised an eyebrow. If he hadn't given this thing to the old tortoise, that black unidentified object might have been him.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was terrifying, but the bizarre scene certainly gave him the feeling that he had been tricked.

He instinctively looked in a certain direction, where there should have been no one, but now a girl was standing there.

The girl looked at her with a familiar yet unfamiliar gaze, and then smiled.