Watching this scene, Lu Yaoyao’s face turned pale and she couldn’t help but tremble all over.
Li Daoxuan walked over and softly comforted, "Don’t worry, it’s going to be okay."
Lu Yaoyao hurriedly clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and muttered something continuously.
As time passed bit by bit, the eleven Peak Masters all turned pale, and even the scroll began to be covered with cracks, indicating how dangerous it was.
But at the next moment, a flash of light appeared, and then Mo Xingjian rushed out quickly, and the scroll exploded directly at that moment.
The explosive power imbued with the attribute of space caused everyone to stagger and retreat, and muffled groans came from their throats.
"Senior Brother, quickly activate the Resurrection Array, I’ll bear all the resources!" Mo Xingjian panted, shouting anxiously.
Only then did everyone notice that Mo Xingjian wasn’t alone; he was holding a blood-soaked figure in his arms.
Who else could it be but Zhou Qing?
At this moment, Zhou Qing’s head was drooping, his face pale as paper, and blood still gushing out of his body.
Especially in his abdomen, there was a fist-sized bloody hole, and the air was filled with the scent of a broken pill.
In just an instant, the long-lived Peak Masters understood clearly what had happened.
Besides that, there was another blood-stained figure lying on Mo Xingjian’s back, also with a weak aura.
But he remained conscious, and at this moment, he fell limp directly. Tong Min, the Peak Master of Yuqing Peak, reacted quickly and caught him immediately.
Only to discover that Yan Xiaohu’s ankles and wrists were barely connected by some skin, almost completely severed. It was unimaginable what kind of sharp weapon had caused this.
"Save... Save my junior brother, please save my junior brother—" With red eyes, Yan Xiaohu was about to kneel down.
At this moment, Cao Zhengyang finally reacted and hurriedly shouted, "Quick, quickly take him to the Heaven-Pleasing Hall."
Mo Xingjian, with reddened eyes, carried Zhou Qing and rushed over.
Tong Min, with a look of pity on his face, immediately took out a pill and fed it to Yan Xiaohu.
"Uncle Master, please take me over there, I need to see my junior brother, he got hurt saving me..."
Yan Xiaohu cried uncontrollably, wanting to follow, but his legs were nearly severed by those threads.
Tong Min nodded repeatedly and picked him up around the waist, "Hurry up and absorb the medicinal power, Zhou Qing will be fine."
Until everyone ran towards the Heaven-Pleasing Hall on the Divine Peak to help activate the healing Resurrection Array, Lu Yaoyao was still standing stunned in place.
She stared blankly at the large pool of blood on the ground, her face instantly pallid, her lips trembling slightly, as if all her strength had been drained.
Her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.
"Little Junior Sister!" Li Daoxuan and He Han, along with four others, hurried over and helped her up.
She tried to speak but found her throat seemed to be blocked by something, unable to make a sound.
Coming to her senses, her eyes fixed ahead, and then she suddenly broke free from the others and desperately chased after them...
After the array in the Heaven-Pleasing Hall was activated, a powerful vitality could be felt within ten miles.
At this time, numerous core disciples, upon hearing the news, came from various peaks.
After all, when they went out to seek disciples from the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect, it was Zhou Qing who saved them, and now, seeing him severely injured, how could they pretend not to know?
Moreover, it was Zhou Qing who turned the tide when the Seventh Prince brought those three ancient items, defending the dignity of the Taiqing Sect and their younger generation.
Nobody spoke, everyone silently waited and prayed.
Not until the latter half of the night did the tightly shut doors finally open, and the tired-looking Peak Masters stepped out.
Lu Yaoyao and the others rushed forward anxiously.
Seeing so many people waiting silently, even Cao Zhengyang was somewhat surprised.
When did Zhou Qing, this child, become so important to all of you?
"Rest assured, his life is saved, but..." Cao Zhengyang hesitated for a moment and then sighed deeply, "but his Golden Core has been shattered."
With these words, everyone’s faces changed dramatically.
Their first shock was that Junior Brother Zhou wasn’t in the Foundation Establishment Realm; when did he break through to the Golden Core Realm?
Regrettably, the Golden Core was shattered—they knew well what this meant to a cultivator.
An entire lifetime, a person can only condense a Golden Core once. If it shatters, they will become a wastrel, as all their cultivation foundations will be lost.
Hearing this, Lu Yaoyao turned ashen and staggered back, almost falling.
"That’s impossible, it’s absolutely impossible, he’s fine, he’s so powerful, he can even slay a Demon Emperor, how could he become a wastrel? This must be a mistake, it must be a mistake, I don’t believe it, I need to see him, I need to see him..."
Trembling all over, Lu Yaoyao was about to rush in, but Cao Zhengyang stopped her, his face full of pity.
Lu Yaoyao’s body went limp, and she fainted directly.
Cao Zhengyang hurriedly caught her and sighed deeply.
"Why did you fall for him of all people?"
Soon, everyone saw Mo Xingjian, looking utterly defeated, carrying Zhou Qing out, while the Peak Master of Hundred Battle Peak carried the lifeless-eyed Yan Xiaohu on his back.
Seeing Zhou Qing’s clothes completely soaked in blood, everyone felt a pang of sympathy.
Cao Zhengyang then said, "It’s late, everyone go back."
At this moment, Mo Xingjian, holding Zhou Qing, bowed to the Peak Masters and said, "Thank you, senior brothers and junior brothers, for your help this time."
Everyone hurriedly waved their hands.
Cao Zhengyang then comforted, "It’s okay, we are all family. I will definitely investigate this matter and give Little Spirit Peak and Zhou Qing an explanation."