Tianming's true strength rivaled that of a third-origin tribulation elder's now, so he was by no means slow. The moment he entered the courtyard, he saw Feiling collapsed on the snowy ground. Almost immediately, blood rushed straight to his head and he anxiously charged toward her before Xuanyuan Dao and the others could even react, ignoring everything the others had to say. Only when he noticed that she was still breathing did he breathe a sigh of relief. But for some reason, her presence felt really weak.

Wasn't Ling'er in the Samsara stage already? Why has she regressed to being an empyrean saint? he wondered. What in the world had happened?

"Her Eminence is fine," he said as he carried her back indoors. He had wanted to give her a surprise by returning alive, only to be met with such a sight.

"Thank goodness." Xuanyuan Dao and the others eased up when...