Wait Until After Autumn

As Zhang Xiaofan guided it out, a great mass of black smoke actually bored its way from Daoxuan's body. It was far denser than what had been drawn out of Wan Jianyi before, and its volume was many times larger.

Such a huge cloud of black smoke actually knew to shrink back.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan guided it with all his strength. As the two sides pulled against each other, Daoxuan's screams grew more and more agonized, and before long his voice had turned hoarse.

"This... this... why don't we treat him slowly too!" Su Ru really could not bear to listen anymore and hurriedly looked to her youngest disciple with the suggestion.

"Then put some of it back?" Luo Yunji turned to look at his master's wife and asked.

"No!... Remove as much of them as possible! I... can still... endure it!" The moment Daoxuan thought that if they put it back, he would have to go through today's agony all over again in the future, he refused.

In the short span of two sticks of incense, Daoxuan True Person had no idea how he endured it. The clothes on his body were already soaked through with sweat, his headpiece had fallen off, and his hair had come loose and spilled down. Because he had been gritting his teeth too hard, even his face looked somewhat distorted.

Luo Yunji saw that some of the black smoke was clinging stubbornly inside Daoxuan's body no matter what, refusing to come out. After another while, seeing that there was still no progress, he waved at Old Fifth.

Old Fifth walked to Luo Yunji's side, his expression rather ugly. Surely he was not really going to have to slap the sect leader hard!

Luo Yunji pointed at Daoxuan True Person and said to