Mu Jin, Yin Honglian, Yu Qingling, Yingyue, and the others nodded. At this level of cultivation, they were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of their husband's death.
Shen Ping closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the quiet room. A mysterious and obscure aura fluctuation lingered around his body. Time and space seemed to no longer exist. In the World Pearl, the body condensed by consciousness kept collapsing and collapsing. After another hundred collapses, Shen Ping's powerful spiritual sea felt that it could not hold on.
