A moment later, the duration of Asura Transformation ended. An indescribable sense of weakness surged through every corner of Xiao's body. In an instant, he had become so weak that he could no longer stand steadily.
Just as Xiao was about to lose consciousness and collapse to the ground, a familiar figure arrived at his side and caught his swaying body around the waist.
Xiao could no longer see clearly who was supporting him.
He only felt that it was familiar, and safe.
Surrounded by that boundless sense of security, Xiao slowly closed his utterly exhausted eyes.
The one who caught Xiao around the waist was none other than the Ancestor Law Molt Mo Li had sent to Xiao's side, one of Mo Li's incarnations.
This incarnation looked almost exactly the same as Mo Li's true body.
His incomparably handsome face, slender figure, and detached aura, along with the brown antique robe embroidered with dragon patterns, made him appear even more composed.
The only difference between him and Mo Li's true body was their aura.
Mo Li's true body possessed an aura far surpassing that of this incarnation, something this incarnation could never compare to.
Mo Li, now possessing his incarnation, looked at Xiao, who had completely fallen unconscious in his arms. A trace of concern and affection flashed through his eyes.
It was as though he were praising, or perhaps taking comfort in, his junior.
Yet this perfectly ordinary and heartwarming scene made many of those watching this floor through the "cameras" burn with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
It could not be helped!
The sight of Mo Li and Xiao at this moment was simply too stunning.
It was as mesmerizing as a lofty god descending into the mortal world to save someone who had suffered endless misery.
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