WHOOSH... WHOOSH...
A violent storm of Spiritual Power raged relentlessly, sweeping up the surrounding rocks in a magnificent, destructive display!
BOOM... Suddenly, a spectral figure shot out from the raging Spiritual Power vortex, carrying a body completely drenched in blood. It was Elder Yan and Shen Haoran.
At this moment, Shen Haoran's condition was as dire as it could be. His body was covered in wounds, with no part of him left unscathed. Blood poured freely from his arms in a horrifying stream. Moreover, his breathing had become nearly imperceptible; he was completely unconscious and utterly still.
Shen Haoran had already been severely injured, and when coupled with the impact from the Spirit Seed's explosion, his life would have been forfeit right then and there had Elder Yan not intervened at the final moment.
After a worried glance at Shen Haoran in his arms, Elder Yan didn't linger. His body transformed into a streak of light and instantly vanished from the spot...
