Nangong Youjiu froze upon hearing that. After a long while, he snorted. "This test is so dangerous. Aren't we allowed to prepare some means of saving our lives?"
As soon as he spoke, a soft snort sounded beside his ear.
The sound was not loud and did not harm him. It was almost like an illusion, but his face went pale in an instant.
Fu Venerable did not sense that snort. He sighed. "I hope your feeling is right."
Right my ass! Nangong Youjiu howled inwardly, but he still patiently asked, "Fu Venerable, only by sharing information can we protect ourselves to the greatest extent... What caused the injuries on your body?"
"I really don't know," Fu Venerable said with a bitter smile, shaking his head. To be honest, the Fu Clan's foundation was ultimately lacking. He simply could not determine what kind of damage he had suffered. "Anyway, it was a complete physical collapse, and all my spiritual energy was drained..."
What he cared about more was something else. "By the way, how long was I unconscious?"
"About a day," Nangong Youjiu answered absentmindedly, his expression shifting constantly. "In just one day, he turned you into this. What kind of evil experiment is he conducting?"
Unlike the two of them, Sumiao had already figured out what Feng Jun was doing after circling nearby once.
After returning to her own crude thatched hut, she spoke with a smile. "There really are obvious residual spatial fluctuations, and they also suppress luck very effectively. Even if the Pacify Arms Mountain Lord cannot cure you, he will still be of great help to you."
Kong Ziyi nodded upon hearing that. "Then he really can borrow Planar Force?"
"There is a high possibility that it is Planar Force," Sumiao replied. "Of course, it could