And that breath caused Almond Des to sustain injuries. His entire being was forcefully pressed into the lakebed, resulting in severe injuries bordering on critical.
Today, the reason his skin was so deathly pale, devoid of any blood, was thanks to the ordeal from two days earlier. Back then, Almond Des felt like he was almost dying, as though he was crushed by a terrifying mountain.
"The elder brought back by the Sect Master looked thin and unremarkable, but who could have imagined he'd be so terrifying. Just the faint qi released during the healing, even after being mostly blocked by the force barrier left by the Sect Master, a tiny strand that escaped was enough to injure me to this extent..."
On the small boat, Almond Des suddenly covered his mouth and coughed twice, his usually cold and unflinching brows furrowed slightly. Moments later, he let go, the fresh bloodstain in the center of the white gloves strikingly visible, blooming like a petal.
