Bang!
White light flashed, and Ma Hou appeared out of thin air in midair before crashing heavily to the ground.
His divine body and divine soul had already been crippled. Now, after slamming into the ground, Ma Hou spat out another mouthful of blood on the spot, his face deathly pale.
"Senior Brother Ma!"
"Senior Brother Ma!"
This was Ma Hou's cave abode. Two men were inside at the moment, both Qiankun Sect disciples and subordinates whom Ma Hou had instructed to wait here beforehand.
One of them was the Gray-Robed Man who had previously visited the Agarwood Pavilion.
The two had been chatting, considering whether they should enter the Qiankun Spirit Palace as well. Before they could act, however, Ma Hou suddenly appeared.
And that was not all.
They could not sense even a trace of divine strength from Ma Hou!
Moreover, he had started vomiting blood the instant he emerged.
Both men paled in shock.
"Qin Hao, I swear we cannot live under the same sky!!!" Ma Hou roared, stars swimming before his eyes as agonizing pain wracked his entire body.
Yet compared to that physical agony, the true pain was in Ma Hou's heart, which bled with anguish and despair.
His cultivation had been crippled!
From now on, he was a useless wreck.
How could Ma Hou possibly accept that?
The Gray-Robed Man and his companion exchanged bewildered looks.
Hadn't Ma Hou gone to deal with Qin Hao? Why had he come back in this state?
"Senior Brother Ma, your cultivation..." Both men noticed the change in Ma Hou's aura and pressure. Their expressions shifted as they cautiously asked.
"Quick, take me to Senior Brother Pei!"
Ma Hou suppressed his fury and spoke urgently, a glimmer of hope appearing in his eyes.
He had to seek Pei