Sun Wenzhu did not waste any time. His gaze kept sweeping over the scene as he immediately analyzed, "If I am not mistaken, his current condition can be no more than one of two possibilities."
"One is that although he crossed the tribulation and condensed a Nascent Soul, his previous injuries were too severe. Coupled with the loss of his heart, he has at most one breath left."
"As for the other, the life force within him is already gone. Yet perhaps because of some peculiarity of his own, or perhaps... because that figure suddenly appeared just now, the Heavenly Tribulation made a mistaken judgment, resulting in this phenomenon."
"But no matter which it is, judging by the situation, his condition can only be described as grim."
Sun Wenzhu spoke in quick succession, vigilance flashing in his eyes.
As he spoke, Su Shi'er's Nascent Soul floated unconsciously above his dantian, showing no sign whatsoever of returning to the dantian's main body.
Instead, the Nascent Soul essence within it began to slowly dissipate and drain away.
A gleam flashed through Sun Wenzhu's eyes, and his resolve was instantly firmed.
Hm? Just as I guessed!
Never mind the supreme treasures this fellow possesses—if I can seize this Nascent Soul and refine it a little, it will have endless wondrous uses.
The instant his words fell, before Zong Lu could speak again, Sun Wenzhu raised his folding fan. His body became a streak of light as he charged straight toward Su Shi'er's body.
"Hmm? You want to touch Senior Brother Su? You will have to get past me first!"
Before Sun Wenzhu could approach, Li Piaoyue's beautiful eyes narrowed. Ignoring her internal injuries, she formed hand seals and chanted an incantation, and the Spring River Moonless Umbrella appeared at her command.
"Clear Wind