Feng Wu did not pry into the treasures Ye Hua had obtained. He walked straight to Ou Zhizi's side, sending his soul out of his body in an attempt to wake Ou Zhizi. But the moment his soul touched Ou Zhizi's surface, a ring Ou Zhizi wore emitted an eerie glow. His soul shuddered and shot back into his body at extreme speed. He staggered backward, finally landing on the ground with a thud.
His soul had been injured.
Ou Zhizi was wearing equipment that guarded against soul attacks.
Worst of all, this defensive equipment came with a counterattack. Feng Wu's soul was not particularly strong; only Corrosive Dragon's innate ability allowed him to send it out of his body at close range.
Thus, even if Ou Zhizi's defensive equipment possessed only the weakest kind of counterattack, it was still enough to severely wound him.
Moreover, Ou Zhizi's equipment was not of the lowest grade. It was actually rather exceptional. Feng Wu had survived only because Corrosive Dragon's innate gift had eroded part of the counterattack's force.
It could be called a blessing amid misfortune.
At that moment, Ye Hua returned from Hua Di's direction. Seeing Feng Wu covered in sweat and looking extremely weak, she asked, "Are you all right?"
"I'm fine. It's just that I'm afraid I have no way to wake Senior up." Feng Wu waved a hand and replied flatly.
Ye Hua said helplessly, "Same here. In my world, only hypnotists would probably have a solution to this kind of illusion. I practice the Iron Fist Way. Unless I become a master and can use Ironblood Conviction to intimidate my target, I have no means of mental intervention."
Both of them sighed softly. Hua Di's problem was that she was not very bright, so the odds