Under Jiang Liu's sustained playing of the Soul-Seizing Tune, Tianming and Yun Qi could barely maintain stable forms any longer. Their bodies plummeted from midair.
Ye Junsheng saw this and could no longer concern himself with continuing to attack Jiang Liu. He hurriedly flew toward the falling Tianming.
He caught Tianming in one motion. At that moment, Tianming's eyes were tightly shut, his entire body trembled, and the aura around him rose and fell erratically.
Beside them, Yun Qi crashed straight to the ground with a loud bang!
Farther away, the Celestial Doctor was in the most miserable state of all. Even after fainting and hitting the ground, the Soul-Seizing Lamp continued shining on him.
It was as though it feared he might wake up again.
Holding Tianming in his arms and watching Jiang Liu slowly descend, Ye Junsheng was overcome by a wave of sorrow.
Fifty years ago, he had also been a peerless prodigy of his generation.
Yet today, when facing Jiang Liu, even though they were all in the Saint Realm and had four people against one, they had been utterly powerless to fight back.
A wave of grief welled up in Ye Junsheng's heart.
The obsession he had previously held with curing his terminal illness also faded somewhat.
If not for him, Tianming would not have ended up in the same plight as him.
Seeing that among the four people present, only one still retained battle prowess, Jiang Liu finally lowered the Dongxiao Flute.
Then, with a thought, the figure of the Flowing Cloud Matriarch appeared in midair.
Now that he had the situation under control, he naturally had to bring out the Flowing Cloud Matriarch so she could go to the Grandmaster Realm battlefield and clean up the aftermath.
Immediately afterward, he darted toward the