The flower petal pierced Long Chen’s body like a sharp blade, causing golden blood to gush out. As for the petal, it was like a piece of melting ice merging into Long Chen’s body.

Long Chen’s entire body was shaking. He looked as if he was suffering unimaginable pain, but he did not hesitate to grab another petal.

“What is he doing?”

Yu Xiaoyun was bewildered. If Long Chen died, would Yu Qingxuan wish to stay alive? Even if she lived, it would be a life worse than death for her.

“He is grafting the Nether Emperor’s seal onto his own body. This foolish child…” Jiang Huixin stared at Long Chen nervously.

In order to save Yu Qingxuan, Long Chen was...