This is true spiritual perception!
Xu Xiangyang took several deep breaths and calmed down slightly.
He first stood there, observing the situation and noticed that Teacher Yang was still rolling on the ground, wailing miserably, covering his head and yelling, "Don't come over! No!", as if he was struggling with some invisible monster, seemingly unaware of someone approaching.
Xu Xiangyang cautiously greeted him, but received no response.
"If this is Teacher Yang's 'consciousness', or at least a part of it... Is his pain because his body is being possessed by a monster from another world?"
Xu Xiangyang stroked his chin.
"Following this logic, if I just take him out of here, can that make Teacher Yang's consciousness return to his body and relieve the possessed state...?"
He could not confirm his guess, but a youthful impulsiveness drove him to courageously extend his hand towards the man lying on the ground.
"Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang? Can you hear me speaking?"
