"Calm down," Xia Wei reassured them, his voice carrying a soothing tone amidst the sudden turn of events. He observed that only his body was engulfed in a shimmering veil of light, while Old Ping and Dai Qing remained untouched, not even a speck of illumination gracing their figures.
Xia Wei's mind quickly raced to find an explanation. "It must be because they didn't attempt to grasp or comprehend the swords," he deduced, recognizing the disparity in their situations.
Attempting to move his body, Xia Wei discovered an unexpected resistance. Despite exerting all his strength, his legs remained firmly planted, unyielding to his efforts. Frowning in response, he channeled his Qi, causing a swift rotation within his meridians. A faint blue layer of Qi enveloped the luminescent sphere barricading his legs, offering a shield against its confining presence. Sensation gradually returned to his lower limbs.
However, as he cautiously shifted the weight of one leg...
