"Second Brother, are you all right?" After returning to the Heavenly Court, Di Jun looked at Taiyi, whose aura was somewhat weak, and asked with concern.
Taiyi shook his head and said proudly, "Thankfully, Big Brother arrived in time. Though the combined might of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is formidable, one brief exchange wasn't enough to seriously injure me."
He said this, but his unsteady stance betrayed that his condition wasn't as simple as he made it seem.
Di Jun was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed. His throat tightened, and he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood, which splattered across the ground.
"Big Brother!"
Taiyi hurried forward to support him, his face full of worry. "Big Brother, what happened?"
Di Jun sighed. "I had just reached a crucial point in my seclusion when I suddenly sensed that Little Ten and the others were in trouble. In my panic, I nearly suffered Qi Deviation, and that left me with such serious injuries."
"Then let me treat your injuries." As Taiyi spoke, he moved to heal Di Jun.
But Di Jun stopped him. "Your own injuries are serious too. Don't waste your strength on me. You're the Heavenly Court's greatest combat power. Recovering to your peak as soon as possible is the best thing for both me and the Heavenly Court."
Taiyi fell silent and stopped.
Di Jun continued, "You and I are both badly injured. This must not get out, especially not to the Witch Race. Otherwise, they'll surely take advantage of our weakness and attack."
"Understood." Taiyi nodded.
Di Jun thought for a moment, grief flashing across his face, then asked, "How is Little Ten?"
Taiyi sighed. "The trauma he suffered this time was severe. Physically, he's fine, but mentally..." He trailed off. "The two