The Flesh Worm's defenses were not actually very strong. If the Body Sect disciples could still use their Soul Skills, they probably would not have given it a second thought. Unfortunately, they seemed to be just like Chen Lü, unable to release their Martial Souls at present.
Although it had nearly been cleaved in two, the Flesh Worm had astonishing vitality. Even an injury like that had not killed it. The shrieks from its mouthparts merely grew sharper, making its pain obvious.
Since Dai Yunze had frozen the space around it, even though the bolt of lightning had left a bloody mess where it struck, the charred chunks of flesh and blood remained suspended in midair rather than falling into the pool below.
Just then, Dai Yunze arrived in front of Yu Yu and the others. With a casual wave, he used Spatial Power to crush the Flesh Worm to death, then teleported it away from the pool.
He then looked at the blood-soaked Body Sect disciples. A Flesh Worm that was beneath his notice had left them struggling to hold their own. Realizing this, Dai Yunze could not help frowning. He immediately asked, "Senior Brother Yu Yu, how are you all doing?"
Yu Yu glanced at him, his expression that of someone looking at a stranger, yet there was not the slightest wariness or suspicion in his eyes. He coughed first, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then smiled. "Fine skills, junior brother. None of us are in any serious danger. Thank you for lending us a hand. May I ask your name?"
Dai Yunze understood. Their situation really was the same as Chen Lü's: they could not use their Martial Souls, and their memories had been sealed.
But why had he been completely unaffected, with