Hearing Wang Wei's words, Dongfang Li slightly furrowed his brows.
"To dare to venture alone into the Qianniu Taoist Court, it's truly audacious."
His gaze shifted to Zhang Qichong, who was kneeling on the ground.
"Sect Master, is he alright," asked Wang Wei.
"His Divine Soul has been shaken," Dongfang Li replied with a frown.
"Take him back to rest for a while; if there's no improvement, I'm afraid his Divine Soul will need to be mended."
Hearing Dongfang Li's words, Wang Wei was dumbstruck.
One should know that in the Three Hundred Immortal Mountains, Zhang Qichong ranked in the top one hundred.
To be of equal strength yet have his Divine Soul shaken by a single glance, it seemed as if his Daoist Heart had been broken.
And that young man didn't seem much different in age from him.
"Sect Master, I'd like to go and take a look," Wang Wei suddenly said.
