Li Shen, Mei Lan, and Mei Ling descended through the smoke-filled air above Blood Prison. Their combined qi slowed their fall enough to land gracefully m while Tian Bao stood observed the newcomers. The corrupted young master's black armor billowed in the wind, dark energy crackling around his form as he recovered from Bai Lei's sudden attack.
Tian Hong's face showed no expression of pain, a relief to Li Shen, though he dreaded what the Crane Sage would think at the monstrous sight of his child. His white robes, though tattered, still emanated a faint ethereal glow. Beside him, Elder Tian Wei struggled with the pain of battle, blood trickling from a wound on his temple, but his heart ached more.