As Yang Qiu successfully suppressed the energy cluster, the energy storm gradually came to an end.
The surroundings also quieted down, so silent that a pin drop could be heard.
The silence was somewhat terrifying.
When Yang Qiu heard the words "serious injury," his brows noticeably furrowed. A wave of killing intent swept through the underground palace.
The atmosphere became filled with a murderous aura.
Yang Wen quickly supported Yang Wu, cultivating to heal him.
At the same time, he looked at Fang Yu with a face full of hatred.
Yang Qiu only glanced once and understood roughly what was happening.
He slightly raised his hand, and the energy cluster, like a white incandescent lamp, flew towards Yang Wen.
"Yang Wen..."
"Disciple is here."
"Take good care of the Holy Spirit... It's not long before the Holy Spirit hatches. Once it recognizes you as its master, you'll have a chance to break through to the Void Saint Realm!" Yang Qiu said indifferently.
"Yes! Disciple obeys!"
