Li Xingyun, however, recognized that the last thing Xiao Yu had unleashed was a space-time inscription magic array. It should only have transported them somewhere safe. Besides, all of them had placed their fate souls in the Soul Hall. If they died, they could simply revive there, so there was no need to worry too much.
Meanwhile, one of Gu Bei's subordinates came to report that, after losing three divine pools, Gu Heng had gathered several elders to put pressure on the family head together, demanding that Gu Bei relinquish his position as first in line to inherit.
Gu Bei chuckled. It looked like he would be busy again. First, he needed to investigate which elders Gu Heng's subordinates had contacted. All of them would have to go into his little notebook.
Elsewhere, in a quiet, picturesque place, there stood a cherry blossom tree.
Xiao Yu and Nie Li tumbled out of the space-time inscription magic array.
Nie Li's injuries were relatively light, so he rolled over and got to his feet first.
Xiao Yu, however, had been badly wounded by the attacks he had taken head-on at the end, and he finally could not hold back a mouthful of blood.
He felt a little hopeless, too. He had been struck by dragon flame, which was already difficult to treat. They might as well give him a quick end so he could return to the Soul Hall and revive.
Nie Li shook his head. This was his fault. He should have prepared a set of treasure artifacts for Xiao Yu as well.
Resting his hand on Xiao Yu's wrist, Nie Li nodded. It was difficult to treat, but not impossible.
As long as the soul sea had not shattered completely, it was nothing he could not handle.
Xiao Yu knitted