Lu Ye observed him and found that the old fellow's situation was far more miserable than his own.
Though his cultivation was higher, trapped in such an environment, he had no means of dealing with it at all. When he had first fallen into this place, he had blindly forced his way through, charging about in hopes of breaking free from the Insect Path's restraint. Who could have known that the more he struggled, the deeper he sank? By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late to stop.
At this moment, Tang Jun's hair hung loose and disheveled, and his body was mottled with blood. Yet he did not seem to have any external wounds. After all, he was in the Moonlight Realm; injuries to flesh and skin could be easily healed with a bit of power.
But his condition was clearly dire. His aura was as weak as a candle flame in the wind, liable to go out at any moment.
The place where he sat was covered by a layer of light screen, and a small bell hovered beside him. That circling bell was clearly a protective treasure, and the light screen was what it had released.
However, when Lu Ye arrived, the glow of the light screen had already dimmed to the extreme, swaying uncertainly just like Tang Jun's aura.
Tang Jun was clearly at the end of his tether. Once the bell's protection shattered, utter destruction would await him. The only reason he still clung to life was because he sheltered beneath its protection.
It was good enough that he was not dead! Lu Ye steadied his mind.
Almost the instant Lu Ye discovered him, Tang Jun sensed something. He raised his eyes toward Lu Ye's direction, stared deeply at him,