Beneath the long slumber of Luo Zheng's soul, he had been almost completely unconscious.
To him, it had been nothing more than closing and opening his eyes. Even so, he still felt that he seemed to have slept for far too long...
Luo Zheng had only just awakened and was still in a daze. After adapting to the light around him, he suddenly noticed Xun.
"Hmm?"
Xun was curled up like a baby, her eyes tightly shut as she lay motionless beside Luo Zheng.
At that moment, however, Luo Zheng sensed that Xun's soul was extremely weak, as though she had suffered another grievous injury.
Her soul had already been completely restored before. She merely lacked a complete body, so she had continued to maintain the form of a sword spirit.
"Xun?" Luo Zheng called out.
When Xun showed no reaction, Luo Zheng's thoughts shifted slightly, and he controlled the sword spirit to stand up, stretching her body out.
This sword spirit had originally belonged to Luo Zheng, so he could naturally control it. However, with Xun's soul residing within it, Luo Zheng had never interfered.
Unexpectedly, the moment he made Xun stand up, she opened her eyes.
The crimson pupils had lost the sharp murderous intent Xun usually possessed. Instead, they were filled with bewilderment.
"What happened to you?" Luo Zheng asked.
Xun still showed no reaction at all. She merely stared blankly at Luo Zheng.
During the time inside the door, Xun had relied on her own great perseverance to forcibly grind away the Soul Sealing Needle.
The Soul Sealing Needle had been embedded deep within her soul. The suffering it caused could well be imagined.
More importantly, as she ground away the Soul Sealing Needle, she had also inflicted severe damage upon her own soul.
Xun's soul