Little You was dead, and Bodhi no longer had any weaknesses. It seemed that she had taken her own life to ensure that Bodhi could enact revenge for the specters. Right before her death, when she lost all her blood, she looked just like a normal girl. Were the thoughts and the blood arrows her own? Was it of her own will? It was hard to say. Her own blood had long ago been replaced with blood distilled from the blood essence of every single forebear over the past two hundred millennia. It could have transformed her. Alternatively, Bodhi's brainwashing could have been the trigger that resulted in her death. 

Nobody would ever know the truth.

Tianming had never...