Having returned to the shallow layer that served as a buffer zone between the Ghastly Realm and Blue Star, Fang You looked back; no figure was on his tail, and that prying gaze, too, could not or rather, was unable to penetrate into Blue Star.
The expressions on his face—shock, panic, the relief of surviving a calamity—gradually settled, leaving him slightly panting; yet he clutched at his heart, unable to suppress the twisted pain that surfaced on his face, suggesting that the life-saving means he'd used just before had brought about not a few side effects.
His flying speed had noticeably slowed.
He appeared severely wounded.
