Hiss!
A torrent of fresh blood burst forth like a pillar from the slit in the wrist, drenching the surface of a heart that was twice the size of a normal human heart. The blood was instantly absorbed by the heart.
Standing calmly at the side of the stone platform, Zhao Sheng extended his right hand, maintaining the suspended motion without change.
But on his wrist, the three-inch-long cut was healing at a visibly rapid pace.
In the blink of an eye, the three-inch-long wound had completely healed, reverting to fair and smooth skin.
Hiss-slash!
A streak of sword light flashed, and fresh blood burst forth like a pillar once again, drenching the entire heart.
The blood quickly merged into the heart.
Thump, thump, thump!
The next second, the originally quiet heart suddenly contracted once, and then vigorously and rhythmically throbbed nonstop.
