Mystic Qi
Editor: Atlas Studios
With a thud, Ye Yuan plopped onto the ground, panting for air heavily.
"M-Master, is that you?"
Xu Yan had been observing Ye Yuan's activities by the side all along. But the battle which took place inside the sea of consciousness, he was unable to pry into it.
But in accordance to his judgment, with Xie Lingzi's strength, it was impossible to lose to such a Divine Traversing Realm brat.
Except, Xu Yan could not quite figure out why Xie Lingzi actually spent such a long time to deal with a brat like this.
Moreover, looking at Ye Yuan's appearance, it seemed like the cost was huge.
"Huff . . . Huff . . . That damn master of yours is already thoroughly dead now! Using this move right now is indeed somewhat more than I can bear. This time, even if there are medicinal pills assisting, without half a month, I'll probably be unable to recover," Ye Yuan panted for air as he said powerlessly.