The concentration of spiritual energy was dropping at a terrifying rate.
When the spiritual energy around their bodies fell to a certain level, reverse seepage could even occur... As they felt their spiritual power begin seeping outward from within their bodies, an inexplicable sense of fear started to rise.
The higher a cultivator's cultivation, the more intense this fear became... Those with lower cultivation, on the other hand, had duller senses.
"What happened? The spiritual power in my body..."
"Mine too..."
"Old Ma! Old Ma! Ma Houde!!"
The communication channel still gave no response. Seeing this, the anxious Ye Yan hurriedly activated a spell. "Mirror Spirit, search for Old Ma's condition with everything you've got!"
Just then, the communication channel lit up again.
"Don't worry, I'm fine..."
It was still intermittent, but they could vaguely hear the slightly rapid panting of Officer Ma.
"What happened on your side?" Ye Yan hurriedly asked.
"I'll explain later... Let me deal with this first!" Officer Ma said quickly. "It's fine! Da Liu SIR is holding his own, and I'm not useless either. We can handle it. Don't worry."
"Then be careful." Ye Yan nodded, finally letting out a secret sigh of relief... They had been old friends for decades, after all. They still had that much mutual understanding—Old Ma was the sort who would call for help if he needed it and never waste time blabbering.
Ye Yan quietly wiped away a bead of cold sweat. Only then did he notice that everyone around him looked rather grim... They had all gathered around Zhao Wumian.
A precious pill appeared in Zhao Wumian's palm. The radiance on the pill was actually dimming continuously, which meant that its medicinal power was dissipating.
"It's normal for a pill's medicinal power to dissipate, but at