The world around him gradually came into focus; then, he saw Wu Zhangkong.
Wu Zhangkong’s white robe was in tatters and he haggardly stood while using his Skyfrost Sword as a cane.
His long hair was a disheveled mess, creating a sight of him that Tang Wulin had never seen before. Yet he still stood tall, despite his injuries and exhaustion.
Looking out further, Tang Wulin realized that a dozen soul beasts circled them while several beast corpses littered the ground.
He’s…
He’s protecting me… We’re still in the spirit ascension platform?
“Tea-Teacher Wu…” Tang Wulin feebly called out.
A tremble ran through Wu Zhangkong as he looked back.
Although Wu Zhangkong cut a sorry figure, Tang Wulin’s appearance was far more frightening. Little snakes of blood seeped from his eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth.
