Cang Ming's claws hovered half an inch above my heart, trembling violently at the tips.
Blood oozed from his silver hair, and his pupils flickered between crimson and deep blue, as if struggling against the Dragon Soul within him.
"Kill me..." His voice was hoarse, scales peeling away from his cheek to reveal decaying flesh beneath. "While I can still control myself."
I grasped his cold claw, my fingertips brushing against the scorching seal on his back.
A hundred years ago, I had pressed against his back in the same way, sealing the Dragon Soul inside him.
At that time, he asked, "Sister, is the seal complete?"
"Not yet," I whispered, tears mingling with blood as they dripped onto his hand. "We just need one last step."
Xi Yue's laughter echoed from the ruins.
"The poison of the Corrupted Bone Flower has seeped into his Xin Mai. Within three days, he will either die or completely become a puppet!"
Cang Ming suddenly turned, his Long Tail sweeping through the air and sending Xi Yue flying several yards away.
I looked down at the Star Map that appeared over my heart—it was the bloodline mark of the Witch Clan Saintess and the final key to unlocking the Dragon Soul's seal.
A hundred years ago, when I had sealed half of his soul within Cang Ming's body, I had whispered in his ear, "If there ever comes a day when you lose control, I will personally carve out your heart."
"Go to Gui Xu." I tore open my blood-stained collar, revealing the intact Star Map on my chest. "There is Dragon Soul Grass in the Witch Clan's forbidden area; it can neutralize the Bone Corruption Poison."
Cang Ming gripped my wrist, his strength nearly crushing my bones. "Did you know that to detoxify, you have to carve out your heart?"
The phosphorescent light illuminated his profile, and I realized that beneath this cold mask lay the contours of the boy from a hundred years ago.
Back then, when I sealed the Dragon Soul within him, he had clutched my hand just as tightly, saying, "Sister, I'm afraid of pain."
Suddenly, the sea surged with monstrous waves as the Corrupted Merman controlled by Xi Yue burst forth from the water.
Their scales oozed black liquid, and ghostly green Ghost Fire flickered in their eye sockets.
They howled and roared like demons from hell.
Cang Ming threw me behind a reef and turned to face them, his tail fin already rotting down to the bone.
He swung his damaged Long Tail, stirring up towering waves, yet he could not prevent the advance of the Corrupted Merman.
I picked up one of his fallen scales and drove its sharp tip into my chest.
A searing pain engulfed me instantly, blood gushing forth.
The prophecy gradually became clear—
It was not he who was tearing at my heart; it was I who intended to feed my own heart to the dying dragon.
Yet at the same time, I saw another possibility, a future that was even more cruel and desperate.
Blood dripped from my chest, staining Cang Ming's silver hair.
The Corrupted Mermen greedily consumed the falling blood, their bodies visibly healing at an alarming rate, their strength growing even more formidable.
He suddenly turned around, the crimson in his eyes fading for a moment. "Xing Yao!"
He wanted to stop me, but he was tightly ensnared by the Corrupted Mermen.
"Don't move." I pressed down on his trembling shoulder, bringing the bloodied scales against his chest.
"The poison of the Corrupted Bone Flower has seeped into your Dragon Soul; only my heart's blood can temporarily purify it... but it's not enough, far from enough."
Cang Ming's pupils suddenly constricted, a phantom of a Dragon Horn emerging among his silver hair.
He gripped my wrist fiercely, nearly crushing the bones. "Xing Yao, don't... stop!"
Xi Yue's shrill cry echoed from the waves. "It's useless! Xing Yao! The poison of the Corrupted Bone Flower has already fused with his Dragon Soul; your blood will only make it stronger! What you're doing will only hasten his death!"
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