Watching Chen Hao rush towards the storeroom, Taiyi Zhenren couldn't help but control the indestructible white bones to clear a path for Chen Hao. A sly smile crept across his face, thinking that Chen Hao was simply heading to his death.
Due to the intervening wall, what happened to Chen Hao after he entered the storeroom was out of sight for everyone else.
"Idiot!" Ye Yuqiao said despondently as tears smeared her pale cheeks. She regretted not activating the Nether King's Power within her earlier.
If Chen Hao didn't wake up, the Nether King's Heart inside him would forever remain dormant in his body, preserving his flesh eternally unblemished. Ye Yuqiao's eighteen years of painstaking planning and waiting would turn into naught, and she would lose her chance to eliminate the Ghost King and restore the former order of the Netherworld. Above all, she would never see Chen Hao's smile again.
Thinking this, Ye Yuqiao cried even harder.