Even Su Ming still felt shaken when he recalled everything that had just happened.
There was no helping it. The feeling of his entire consciousness slowly slipping out of his control, as if even his soul were being dragged away by invisible chains and might leave his body at any moment, was truly terrifying.
If an artifact like the Demon Emperor Sword corroded the mind in an overbearing and forceful way, bringing only pain and madness, then the Soul Lock tormented both the mind and the soul.
Although it was not especially painful, the sensation of clearly feeling one's mind, soul, and body slowly being shattered and bound might have been even more frightening than simple pain.
At least, Su Ming absolutely did not want to experience it a second time.
Just now, if Hai'er had not forcefully awakened him through their spiritual connection and allowed his dissipating consciousness to reassemble, Su Ming really would have lost consciousness just as Elder Ling had said.
If he lost consciousness directly on the battlefield, he would have ended up at the mercy of others.
Thinking of this, Su Ming could not utter a single word in response to Elder Ling and Elder Qin's questions. He fell silent.
Seeing Su Ming fall silent, Elder Qin opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something else.
But at that moment, Elder Ling spoke.
"I say, old man, you've gone too far." Elder Ling looked displeased and berated Elder Qin without the slightest courtesy. "You even used the Soul Lock against a junior. He's only eighteen years old."
Elder Ling's words made Elder Qin shut his mouth.
He knew that he had indeed gone a little too far.
At eighteen, Su Ming was even younger than Qin Qing, his own great-granddaughter.
Although Su Ming was far