Chapter 745: Never Rest Until Nine Heads Are Dead

"This feeling..."

"It's so wonderful."

The young girl's voice became a bit trance-like: "It's like seeing my own reflection in the mirror and feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity."

"Teacher Qing, what's really going on?"

Upon hearing the girl's affirmative answer, Little Green also seemed taken aback.

"Could it be..."

...

Xu Bai was oblivious to what was happening beyond the wall separating them.

At that moment, his attention was fully immersed in the sudden comprehension of the Red String Sword Art.

As his understanding deepened, the red string suppressing the dark flesh seemed to animate, gently floating to Xu Bai's side and tenderly enveloping him.

After an unknown duration, Xu Bai abruptly opened his eyes and flicked his finger.

An almost invisible red light flashed from his hand and shot toward the twisted flesh in front of him.

The incessant moans echoing within the temple fell silent for a moment.

Even though they resumed a moment later.