Two hours later, the barrier finally shattered completely.
Both spaces underwent a upheaval at the same time, slowly merging into one, and the overlapping space ceased to exist.
When Su Jiu's vision cleared again, she saw the same little river, the same blue sky, and the same dead tree. The difference was that two more people were here.
Those two were none other than Ning Fan and Chu Luohen.
"Junior Granduncle!" Even Su Jiu sucked in a sharp breath when she saw the state Chu Luohen was in.
She did not even need to take his pulse to see that his condition was far from good.
Chu Luohen's face was deathly pale, his eyes tightly shut as though he was on the verge of losing consciousness. His breath hung by a thread, each shallow exhalation seeming liable to stop at any moment.
Su Jiu bit her lip and murmured, "So speaking across separate spaces really did come at a price..."
Before she had finished speaking, she hurried to Chu Luohen's side and lifted his arm.
"His meridians and dantian are still intact, so the problem can only be in his sea of consciousness..." Su Jiu pressed her lips together. "Junior Granduncle's sea of consciousness has been sealed off. He probably did it himself..."
She looked up at Ning Fan, who stood nearby. "So what exactly did Junior Granduncle do to speak to me across spaces, and what did he sacrifice to end up like this?"
Ning Fan's gaze settled on Su Jiu, as though checking whether she was all right. Only after hearing her questions did he slowly raise his head.
"I don't know." Although it was only a calm statement, a trace of bewilderment was still discernible in it. Perhaps Ning Fan truly knew nothing.
Su Jiu thought for