Several elders flashed to Qin Fang's side.
Qin Fang felt the world spin. Even with his eyes closed, he sensed a piercingly bright light.
At the same time, he heard his master's horrified cry.
The next moment, he felt someone support him as a surge of powerful True Gang flowed into his body.
Only then did Qin Fang, as if waking from a dream, slowly open his eyes.
He froze for a moment when he saw the old man beside him, his eyes filled with anxiety.
Then, a smile of relief spread across his face, as if a great weight had been lifted.
"Master, I'm... all right..."
The string that had been pulled taut for who knows how long finally snapped. Qin Fang felt his head grow heavy, and his consciousness plunged into darkness.
He could only hear a series of anxious shouts.
"Linyuan!!"
"Linyuan!!"
...
When Qin Fang's consciousness stirred again, he opened his eyes to the sight of a ceiling.
He felt a little dazed, his thoughts still fragmented.
