Duan Qingchen wasn't wrong—the master of the Cang Yuan Sword ten thousand years ago also had the Celestial Core.
"Why would such a situation appear now though?" Cang Yuan's confused voice echoed in her mind. He probably had noticed the oddity in Duan Xiaomo's mind ocean.
"You noticed?" Ling Chuxi pulled back her divine consciousness and asked.
"How did his mind ocean become like that? If it were not for the Celestial Core, he would have lost his mind and gone insane! His condition seems to be getting worse though, and I don't think he will be able to hold on for much longer," Cang Yuan said contemplatively.
"Do you know how to treat it?" Hearing Cang Yuan come to the same conclusion as herself, Ling Chuxi was overjoyed.
