Qi Zhongbin explained things to Mai Lingfei and the others as he worked his magic.
"I don't know what sort of evil creature this thing is, but it's clearly alive and connected to the aura of the calamity. It's extremely troublesome. Signs of it had already appeared back when the Manifest Holiness True Lord slew the dragon!"
As he spoke, Qi Zhongbin followed his instincts and quickly walked farther along the irrigation channel, picking up several dead locusts from the ground. These were different from those killed by Mai Lingfei's palm strike or electrocuted by the lightning. They had dried into husks.
"Hmph, it really was here!"
Meanwhile, the injured, unconscious companion had been helped into a cross-legged sitting position. A Fei sat behind him, circulating his energy and using Xiantian True Qi to regulate the flow of qi within him.
The martial artists were several dozen paces away from Qi Zhongbin, yet his voice reached them clearly without him shouting. They could not tell whether he was transmitting his voice through internal force or using a sorcerer's spell.
Just as Qi Zhongbin had said, the injured man was in no serious danger. Once the true qi entered his body, he soon woke and could circulate his own energy to heal himself.
Relieved, Mai Lingfei and the others looked back toward the old sorcerer, watching him search the ground for something. Mai Ake had already gone over to his side.
"Senior, is the story about the Manifest Holiness True Lord slaying a dragon true?"
By the time their party of five reached Lingdong, the dragon-slaying was already over. Though many people across Lingdong discussed it, they had not experienced the connection between the spiritual currents of Lingdong's countless people and the Dragon-Skinning Platform in the sky.
Thus, while plenty of