"Li Shun is probably doomed this time!"
"I should've dragged him away and gone to find the academy instructors!"
Wang Zheng had been the one to ask Li Shun to stop the Unbalanced Tai Chi Diagram. Now that Li Shun was trapped inside it, guilt surged through him.
"What on earth happened? It's been so long. Why hasn't anyone come?"
Uncertainty deepened on Wang Zheng's face.
Yet he did not flee.
A sliver of hope remained in his heart, and he kept his eyes fixed on the battlefield ahead.
Inside the Unbalanced Tai Chi Diagram, the struggle between Yin-Yang Qi went on for a full hour without ending.
Wang Zheng watched in astonishment as the yang energy, once driven to the brink and confined to a single corner of the diagram, steadily reclaimed lost ground.
Black receded. White spread.
At last, black and white stood distinct, yin and yang divided in two.
The Unbalanced Tai Chi Diagram had regained its balance!
Yin-Yang Qi circulated in unity and harmony, gradually settling into calm.
It no longer manifested as a taiji symbol, but dissolved into the air.
The thick pink miasma slowly dispersed as well.
Wang Zheng saw Li Shun sitting cross-legged on the ground, his clothes intact and his expression calm.
Around him, Imperial Academy disciples lay sprawled across the ground, dazed and disoriented.
Most of them were unconscious.
The recent imbalance of yin and yang had left them terribly weak.
At the center of it all, Shang Qingqiu, who had set everything in motion, still stood quietly.
The madness had faded from her eyes. Only deep puzzlement remained as she looked at Li Shun.
"Brother Li, how are you?"
Wang Zheng could not understand why the Unbalanced Tai Chi Diagram had suddenly righted itself, but he had no time to