At Su Shi'er's sudden movement, the Witty Scholar's pupils contracted, and he instinctively took a step back.
A moment later, he recovered and hastily spoke, his expression unchanged. "Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist, but I can still manage these injuries myself."
"Fellow Daoist Shen, however, has reached the critical stage of her Tribulation Transcendence. Whether she succeeds hinges on this very moment. Fellow Daoist Han, you should devote your attention to her."
With that, without waiting for Su Shi'er to speak again,
the Witty Scholar quickly took out several medicinal pills and swallowed them. He sat cross-legged in midair and began circulating his cultivation to heal his injuries.
Yet inwardly, he kept pondering: Was Han Yu genuinely trying to help me, or was he... probing me?
Could he have discovered something? But I haven't shown any unusual behavior from beginning to end.
These thoughts flashed through his mind, but the Witty Scholar betrayed nothing on his face.
Seeing this, Su Shi'er said no more. He immediately turned toward Shen Luoyan, who was undergoing her tribulation, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
At that moment, Shen Luoyan was enduring the bombardment of the third wave of the Lightning Tribulation head-on. She charged into the clouds, stirring them with her sword.
Though the Heavenly Tribulation's celestial might was terrifying, its power remained limited when Shen Luoyan alone had summoned it.
Under Shen Luoyan's relentless onslaught, scorching flames spread without cease. An enormous opening was forcibly torn through the dark clouds filling the sky.
It was as though a fiery-red eye a hundred zhang long had appeared in the dark heavens, creating a magnificent tableau.
Unleashing such a powerful move clearly took a staggering toll on Shen Luoyan.
She was now drenched in blood, her aura growing ever weaker. Like a