Zhu Hongwu's body was inside a golden spiritual fountain inside the Imperial Palace. His entire body was submerged inside the fountain water and his eyes were closed as if he was in a deep slumber. When he heard Liang Pan's heavy sigh, his eyes suddenly opened wide.
Zhu Hongwu's expression was calm and composed compared to his indignance and frustration when he was defeated by Zhu Yi and strange colors sparkled in his eyes.
Red lights rippled up and down his body and his power and blood essence were as disorganized as ever. He couldn't control them properly, but his mentality was a lot calmer than before.
He had experienced the greatest disaster of his life in these few days. Even though the pressure heaped on him increased as the Celestial Sect of Wonders became ever stronger, he never once thought that Zhu Yi could rely on his own powers to force him into a corner like he was now.
