"Junior Brother Ping'an," Li Qingyi rushed over immediately, her face filled with anxiety.
Qin Mu followed close behind.
"I'm alright," Xu Ping'an wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile.
He indeed sustained some injuries, but they were not severe.
The final burst, although powerful, was largely blocked by the Thunder Devouring Sword.
Otherwise, just that last impact alone could have annihilated Xu Ping'an's soul.
"Brother Xu, do you feel any headache?" Qin Mu asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, my soul isn't injured," Xu Ping'an knew Qin Mu was inquiring about the condition of his soul.
Hearing this, Qin Mu also breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as the soul wasn't injured, it would be manageable.
Otherwise, if the soul origin were damaged, that would indeed be a major problem.
"What exactly happened just now, Brother Xu? You seemed to have stepped into the domain of the stele," Qin Mu asked, his face full of puzzlement.
