Eavesdropping | Chapter 217

With the dagger in a two-handed reverse grip and its blade directly facing towards himself, Song Lei reached out to his soul and pushed out. He encased himself with a thick, gray layer of soul energy.

He then lifted his face up by forty-five degrees before raising the dagger.

Aligning the tip of the dagger's blade with his face, Song Lei stabbed the tip of the dagger into his glabella. It wasn't much. Just a quarter of a centimeter was enough. Blood trickled down the sides of his nose, staining the corners of his lips.

He resisted the urge to wipe the blood away with his hands and stood there motionless. Suddenly, as he kept the dagger in the same place, he felt something click in his soul. He felt unknown energy descend upon him and caress his soul.

As if someone had turned off the lights, he felt that he lost his vision although that was not the case.