"Senior Situ, he..."
Gu Sheng looked at Situ Qingfeng's vacant expression within the light screen, his brows tightly furrowed.
"His condition seems..."
"Very bad."
Xia Furong's voice was filled with sorrow.
"Back then, in order to cover our retreat, he forcibly activated a secret technique, exhausting his origin and damaging his very foundation. Although he was sealed here in time, his soul was too severely injured and fell into a deep slumber.
"For a thousand years, the Heavenly Marrow Spirit Liquid preserved his life and the foundation of his cultivation, but it was never able to awaken his consciousness. And..."
She paused, her tone growing even graver.
"Over the past century, we discovered that the effectiveness of the Heavenly Marrow Spirit Liquid seemed to be slowly fading. Its nourishing effects were far inferior to before. That is why we were so eager to find a way to awaken him."
Gu Sheng's gaze returned to the viscous bluish-gold liquid within the light screen.
With his perception, he could clearly sense that although the liquid still contained vast energy, the purest and most essential aura of life origin within it had indeed thinned considerably. It was far less miraculous than Xia Furong had described.
"How do we open this light screen?"
Gu Sheng asked in a low voice. The most urgent matter was to bring Situ Qingfeng out first.
Xia Furong looked toward Xiao Mengling.
"Miss Mengling, we need to join forces."
Xiao Mengling silently nodded and walked to the light screen with the bamboo scroll in her arms.
Xia Furong stood at her side, forming seals with both hands as a wave of pure and powerful True Essence radiated from her body.
Xiao Mengling closed her eyes again and began chanting those ancient, obscure syllables in a low voice.
The bamboo