Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
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Mo Fan's blood and flesh had turned into ashes.
His soul was about to perish soon.
Mo Fan had imagined his own death. It was fancier than what he was going through now.
Did he regret it?
Not at all!
It was the path he had chosen. Even if every step he took was one step closer to doom, where his skin would turn into ashes and his bones would break into pieces, he would not stop as long as his heart was still burning.
So what if he had turned into a skeleton?
As long as the flames of his heart were not put out, the flames of the demon would soon return!
A heart was still pounding inside his skeleton. Its light had dyed his white bones red!
Blood was pumping to the body parts every time the heart beat.
First the head, then the neck, the chest, and the limbs.