Those powerful beings came and left quickly; it wasn't long before Lu Yu had returned to normal, the previous pain feeling like nothing more than a fleeting dream.
However, at this moment, he appeared extremely disheveled, his whole body soaked in sweat, the blue robe seeming as though it had been drenched in water, with sweat even dripping off the fabric.
It was only a moment's effort, yet to his senses, it felt as if countless years had passed. Ever since his cultivation had succeeded, he had never experienced such agony, a pain as if his soul was being torn apart.
The Little White Snake by his side didn't know what had happened, but its keen senses detected the change in Lu Yu's aura and felt the vast, boundless power.
The paleness of Lu Yu's face made it continuously whimper, ceaselessly nudging him gently with its head, hoping its master would pull through.