Just as Varimathras was growing frantic, a mental transmission from the other demon elders suddenly rang out in his mind.
"Varimathras! How is Li Yun doing?"
Looking up, he saw several black dots rapidly approaching from afar. It seemed they intended to come over and see for themselves.
"This is bad!"
Varimathras groaned inwardly and hurriedly gathered his mental energy, layering several more illusion barriers over the armor's surface.
However, they still shattered and dissipated, all of them swallowed completely.
The crimson jeweled armor showed no sign of being concealed. Instead, after continuously absorbing so much mental energy, it became even more radiant.
He had originally wanted to throw on some dust and smear it with soot to make it look less conspicuous, but damn it, he had practically waxed and polished the thing instead!
"I did my best. You're on your own now..."
Knowing he was powerless to alter the course of events, Varimathras decisively gave up.
He gathered up and put away his fishing-net-like item, then simply let the unconscious Li Yun float beside him as he quietly waited for the other demon elders to arrive.
"Varimathras, is Li Yun dead?"
The first to arrive was a demon elder with a snake's head and a long, slender neck.
With his hands clasped before him, he did not dare approach too closely. He stopped three or five meters away, craned his neck, and asked.
"I don't know... His life force seems quite vigorous. He should have only fallen unconscious temporarily."
Varimathras answered with a stiff face and little emotion.
He looked utterly composed on the surface, but inside, he was panicking like mad!
"Unconscious?" The snake-headed elder froze, then turned to look into the distance.
The mass of threads had shrunk considerably again, now only a tenth of the