Soul Separation Syndrome

"Little Junior Brother has shown signs of 'soul separation.' Long Zi said the Spirit-Concentrating Pearl could help him."

"Soul separation?" Zhang Xiaofan had told them about the matter of soul separation before, and after Wu Dayi heard it, he shouted Duan Ming's name at the top of his voice.

When Duan Ming heard the shout, he hurried out of the house. Seeing Zhang Xiaofan, who had been brought over by his master, he quickly went up to him.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's travel-worn appearance, he asked, "Seventh Senior Uncle! What happened?"

"Can you stay here now by your own ability?" Although Zhang Xiaofan wanted to take the Spirit-Concentrating Pearl, he also had to consider Duan Ming's safety. If Duan Ming could not remain here without the Spirit-Concentrating Pearl's help, then he could only take him back first.

Duan Ming glanced at Wu Dayi, then shook his head.

"Then come back with me! Little Junior Brother is in trouble and needs the Spirit-Concentrating Pearl!"

"All right! I'll go back with you right now!" Duan Ming did not ask for the specific reason at all and directly stood beside Zhang Xiaofan.

"Second Senior Brother! I'm going back first!" After saying that, he grabbed Duan Ming and vanished in a flash.

The round trip had taken seven days, and even Long Zi could not bear it. He lay sprawled on the ice, looking at that frozen place, a strange, indescribable light in his eyes.

"That's Ancient Corpse Poison, isn't it?" the Black Water Mystic Snake said as it swam over to Long Zi's side.

"It's not like I've ever seen it!" Long Zi had no idea what Ancient Corpse Poison was.

Duan Ming was frightened by the scene before him, though he fared slightly better than Tian Linger and was not scared completely stiff.