After a long while, as her complexion grew paler and paler, even the corners of her mouth began to show faint traces of blood.
It was then that a breeze blew across the snow mirror, parting the mist to reveal the "Dao Heart"!
It was an abyss, an unfathomable abyss, so profound and so freezing cold!
Devoid of any trace of life, enough to prove the Demon Lord's cruelty and determination!
And most crucially, atop the abyss, there was not the slightest strand or thread, forever so deep and resolute!
And this also proved that the Demon Lord had absolutely no love for her, naturally there would be no feelings woven.
For a moment, Guan Qinghan stood dumbfounded, her expression blank, her body rigid, as if she were devoid of any life force.
Even her snow-white eyes began to look hollow.
Her love for the Demon Lord ran deep in her bones, and would only sink deeper as time went on, yet deep in the Demon Lord's heart, he was so indifferent to her.
