Sword Immortal Qing Shi took a bronze lamp from his sleeve, his expression bleak. "Daoist Su, Jiekong's remaining soul is inside."
Su Yi took the bronze lamp.
Cracks had already appeared on its surface, and wisps of Buddhist light coiled around its wick.
A remnant of Jiekong Sword Monk's soul lay deep within those strands of Buddhist light.
He seemed to have fallen asleep, sitting cross-legged in utter stillness.
Su Yi studied him for a moment, his brows knitting together.
There was no need to think about it. Jiekong Sword Monk's body had been destroyed, and his complete soul had suffered grievous damage as well.
That meant Jiekong Sword Monk had no hope of recovering anytime soon. He might even have little chance left to ascend by rosy clouds!
For Jiekong Sword Monk, this was undoubtedly too cruel!
Looking again at Sword Immortal Qing Shi, Su Yi saw that his injuries were equally severe. The aura around his body was in disarray, which showed that his foundation had surely suffered a devastating blow.
Once the foundation of one's Great Dao could not be repaired, one's entire Dao Path would be gravely affected!
At that instant, intense killing intent surged within Su Yi's heart.
After returning to Deep within the Starry Sky, he had settled in Jiekong Temple. He had become friends with Sword Immortal Qing Shi and Jiekong Sword Monk, often drinking and discussing the Dao with them. They had long become inseparable friends.
Yet now, both had suffered such grievous injuries. How could Su Yi not be enraged?
He could look lightly upon all the strife and turmoil of the world.
But he had always cared deeply for those around him!
"What exactly happened?"
he asked softly.
"We were ambushed while searching for Ascension by Rosy Clouds Divine Marrow