"What? Even Master could not control it?" asked Ling Yichen in surprise. "Master had never mentioned this to me before, though."
"At the time, our master was very badly wounded and had almost lost his life," shared Fu Chengyu as his expression turned serious. "Naturally, he would not tell his disciples who were unaware of the incident out of worry that they would go looking for the weapon out of curiosity and ended up in harm's way themselves," recounted Fu Chengyu as he recalled how miserable his master had looked back then. At that point in time, his master was barely breathing and he had only managed to hold onto his life by depending on the herbs that were given to him by others. That miserable look he wore on his face was nothing like the one worthy of an expert he had worn in the past. Fu Chengyu truly did not know exactly how scary was that divine weapon was to put his master in such a state.
