A few breaths later, the white light protecting everyone dissipated.
Where Saint Zong had been sitting, the meditation cushion had vanished, and the ground was slightly blackened.
A gust of wind blew past, leaving not even dust.
A few breaths later, a new meditation cushion appeared out of thin air, and Saint Zong's new incarnation appeared upon it.
The new incarnation's gaze was somewhat vacant.
He looked as though someone had beaten him senseless.
Or like some family's dim-witted fool.
The Sages fell silent, while shock surged through the Great Scholars' hearts.
This meant that Saint Zong's true body still had not managed to digest the Sacred Way within Fang Yun's Sacred Sense World.
What exactly had happened in Fang Yun's Sacred Sense World?
Everyone looked at Fang Yun.
But Fang Yun calmly took out a teapot and cups, then brought out Starfall divine tea, boiling water and brewing the tea in one seamless motion.
Fang Yun first served tea to the other Half-Sage Incarnations, then tossed the teapot into the air. Thousands of streams of tea poured from its spout toward every Great Scholar, while others traveled across the various worlds to the Great Scholars who were not present.
The descending tea did not resemble flowing water. Instead, each portion was a ball of white light enveloping multicolored tea leaves. The leaves slowly rotated, drawing the tea into themselves as they descended like tiny stars.
The Sages' incarnations drank the tea in a single gulp, and the sound of colliding stars rang out from their bellies.
The Great Scholars opened their mouths and swallowed the tea. Thunder rolled through their bellies, and delight spread across every face.
Zong Moju also silently picked up his tea and silently finished it. Only then did a trace of awareness return to his