Eastern Base City.
Xueling's house.
"Bang!" Wang Ye rushed in.
Looking at the worried Xiao Qin, he hugged her gently. "It's okay. Take your time."
Yu Shuiqin nodded lightly. "When I was cultivating today, my mind suddenly shook and I vaguely heard Lingling's cry for help. I don't know what happened either. Then, my consciousness fell into my psyche as I wanted to communicate with her, but I couldn't contact her."
"A cry for help?" Wang Ye was surprised. "What did it sound like? Did you hear it?"
Yu Shuiqin shook her head. "I don't know either. I didn't hear it. It was telepathy."
"Continue." Wang Ye nodded.
"There's nothing more." Yu Shuiqin bit her pink lip, and a faint blood mark could be seen. "No matter how I try, I can't connect to Lingling. It's something that has never happened before. It's like, it's like a power outage."
Wang Ye thought for a moment and asked, "Are your consciousness and body affected?"
