But before the man could savor his triumph for long, the specks of light that had entered his body swiftly withdrew, as though they had encountered something filthy, taking the purest spiritual qi within him along with them.
This made him cough up a mouthful of blood on the spot.
Afterward, not only did the White Jade Stone Pillar give him no response, but the divine sense he had extended into it also suffered a backlash.
He looked incredulously at the White Jade Stone Pillar, then at his palm, but could make out nothing unusual.
His face was now full of bewilderment, as though he still did not understand why he had been treated this way.
The others, however, understood the latter half of Su Jiu's warning that she had yet to voice. They also understood the consequences of rashly touching the White Jade Stone Pillars with insufficient spirit root aptitude.
The man stepped back twice and gave Su Jiu a look filled with complicated emotions, then sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate and regulate his breathing.
Yet when he examined the state of his sea of consciousness through inward vision, his expression grew even worse.
What could he say? He regretted it now! Regretted it bitterly!
Not only had his sea of consciousness been shaken, but a fine crack had even appeared in it. For cultivators, repairing divine sense was far more difficult than repairing meridians.
The scene was unusually silent and unusually awkward. After what had happened, no one was willing to step forward and try again.
Lou Sheng looked around at everyone present and could not help laughing. "Does anyone else want to give it a try? Our Azure Tide Sect guarantees we won't interfere."
Lou Sheng's words were like naked slaps across their faces, ringing