Besides that, the Split Qi Jue, which extracted the source of the five elements, had absorbed an immense amount of lightning in the final moments and been blown to pieces.
He had carried those two precious treasures for many years. To lose them just like that was bad enough, but if he had destroyed them himself, he would not have minded so much. Instead, they had been destroyed for the sake of that detestable junior. It was truly not worth it.
What hurt even more was that no matter how much he had sacrificed, he could not gain even the slightest gratitude or benefit from that junior.
Just as Ghost Master was in so much pain he could barely think, Xu Yi opened his eyes. Pain wracked every inch of his body, so intense that he groaned aloud. He sent his thoughts into the Sumeru Ring, and several pills fell into his left palm. He was about to summon True Qi to wrap them up and send them into his mouth.
To his surprise, his Qi Sea was completely empty. Shocked, Xu Yi sat bolt upright, enduring the agony as he stuffed several pills down his throat.
At the same time, he searched his Qi Sea. Within that boundless space, a crimson sphere shaped like a fetus hung motionless. It had no face or limbs, and its features bore a vague resemblance to his own, perhaps seven or eight tenths alike.
No matter how he searched, not a trickle of liquid remained in his Qi Sea.
Once his shock had faded a little, Xu Yi felt slightly reassured and consoled himself that his meridians must have been too badly damaged for him to summon True Qi.
As always, the top-grade pills worked wonders. Warm medicinal power spread from his abdomen