In their eyes, he was nothing more than the heart of a demon emperor.,At the moment when Ye Qingtang's heart shattered, a deafening explosion suddenly erupted on Lingyun Cliff!,The melodious, low voice was ripped apart by the raging wind. The man slowly crouched down, his long and handsome fingers reaching towards the gushing wound. wisps of breath constantly flowed from Ye Qingtang's wound, dotting the man's palm, condensing into a half-bright heart.。