Xu Qing's mind rumbled and all his perception collapsed, turning into nothingness. His divine sense also dissipated from the Immortal Source.
As for that dandelion seed, it quivered and flew back slightly, before following its original trajectory and returning to the Immortal Source. However… the figures inside had changed from two to three!
But the third figure was blurry, as though it might dissipate at any moment.
Xu Qing's true body was standing in the ancient temple, under the sea of fire, and outside the window of the Immortal Source. His eyes were closed and he was motionless.
The Summer Immortal Palace Master sighed softly with some regret.
The little butterfly naturally understood the meaning behind her sigh, so it immediately spoke in its crisp sound.