When the dust settled, everyone looked toward Tong Daquan, only to find the disciple reclining at an angle in midair, his eyes tightly shut, as though unconscious.
His body floated in the air, giving off the same faint glow as the Fell Star had before. An inexplicable Dao connotation circulated within him, emanating an aura of origin like that of heavenly treasures.
Han Zhen, one of the Three True Ones of Incense Accumulation, could not help exclaiming, "Well, would you look at that! Did he eat too many fireflies and light up his belly?"
Luo Zhen burst out laughing, then chided him, "How can you poke fun at someone like that? Senior Brother Tong is still unconscious."
Han Zhen promptly lost his good humor. His face darkened, and he said no more.
"Master, how is he now?"
Unable to make sense of what he saw, Chi Yingting simply asked Li Ling directly.
Li Ling observed him for a while, then said, "His mental power is extremely weak, and his consciousness has suffered a tremendous shock..."
Chi Yingting froze slightly at those words. If that was truly the case, things looked precarious indeed.
The mental domain had always been the most fundamental part of any intelligent being.
Li Ling instructed, "Let's take him back first."
"Wait!"
Just then, Shang Yanshou stopped them.
"What advice do you have, Elder Shang?" Li Ling asked in puzzlement.
Shang Yanshou reminded him, "The Fell Star has now merged into your sect's young friend Tong. We don't yet know whether it will continue causing harm. If you bring him back to camp and it suddenly erupts..."
Li Ling nodded at his words. "You have a point. I failed to consider that. But under the circumstances... never mind. Leave him here for now and assign people to