Outside the Cultivation Room, Lin Mo, Chen Nan, Di Youlin, and Yan Fuzhen all stood waiting nervously. If Ning Xuan's life force hadn't been so stable and powerful, Yan Fuzhen would have been tempted to charge right in.
The Cultivation Room was bathed in a crimson glow, and a scorching heat radiated out from within. Chen Nan's Companion Spirit, the Green-eyed Golden Eagle, was forced to manifest against its will. Overwhelmed by the immense pressure, it couldn't even lift its head as it prostrated itself on the ground, trembling in fear.
Chen Nan, too, couldn't suppress the dread welling up from the depths of his soul. Beyond his anxiety for Ning Xuan, he felt a primal tremor of terror in the face of such a powerful being.
Although the others' Companion Spirits didn't manifest, they could all feel their spirits being suppressed within them.
