Yi Shuyuan's voice, just as it had before he entered the tribulation, spread throughout Cang Mountain in an instant.
Though they had long since reached their own conclusions, hearing it from Yi Daozi finally confirmed to the surviving cultivators around Cang Mountain that everything that had happened was indeed a pill tribulation.
Scene after scene from the tribulation, those memories of what had "once been," now flowed like water through the hearts of those of every path.
Was it bewilderment? A hollow sense of loss? Grief or peace? Absurdity or loneliness?
Or perhaps lingering fear and relief?
A thousand people bore a thousand expressions, mirroring their hearts. The turmoil within was beyond anything they could tell an outsider!
Only with Jiang Lang supporting him did Feng Yan regain his footing. The powerful water essence within him continually soothed the injuries to his mind and spirit.
"Dragon Lord, how do you feel?"
Jiang Lang was utterly beside himself with worry. If anything happened to the Dragon Lord-no, all four Dragon Lords might have suffered some disaster!
Fortunately, Feng Yan was much better than he had been at first. Color gradually returned to his pale face, and a shake of his arm sent Jiang Lang stepping back two paces.
"To think the pill tribulation was this perilous... How are Ji Zi and Ji Ming?"
Hui Mian, who had already cast a spell to protect the two dragons, hurried to answer.
"Their minds and spirits were injured, but it's nothing too serious. If they keep calm and spend some years recuperating, they'll recover."
Feng Yan glanced back. The Ji Brothers lay there, seemingly suspended between life and death, but since Hui Mian had said so, he was probably right. Yet as Feng Yan gazed into the distance, beyond even the reach of his