His face grew even paler, devoid of any color, and his eyes began to show a hint of confusion and fear. His body trembled, as if he might fall from the sky at any moment.
In contrast, Zhou Qing was still full of vigor, making Song Yuan deeply suspicious—could our cultivation levels be reversed?
"No, I will surely die if this continues."
Due to excessive blood loss, Song Yuan felt his heartbeat accelerating rapidly. As the saying goes, it's better to live humbly than to die well. Although he didn't obtain the antidote, the Palace Master must have a solution.
Having no way to deal with Zhou Qing, Song Yuan finally forced himself to calm down.
Looking at the gazes of countless people below, he felt a deep sense of frustration.
But he could distinguish between losing face and losing his life, especially since Yuan Ya had said that reinforcements from the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect were on their way.
