Old Tian was praying to the gods, begging. Everyone else watched the cocoon with great enthusiasm but suddenly, a strange thing happened.
The cocoon began to change color.
Yes, they saw it right, it was changing color.
It turned red for a moment, then green, then black, and finally blue. With every change, the cocoon was trembling as if something inside was wailing and struggling.
Old Tian's face was covered in sweat by now. Unable to handle any more, his vision went black and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
"Quick! Pinch his philtrum!" He Qing shouted.
Ye Yuzhou nodded. As a Friar Association's expert, he didn't have to resort to such lowly techniques to wake an unconscious person.
"Don't worry, I just have to jab his Ling Hui acupoint with my spirit energy finger and he'll wake up immediately. No need to panic, everyone." Ye Yuzhou moved quickly, displaying his accomplished skills.
