As soon as Lu Yu teleported out of the Tower of Heaven, he bent over with a clack, vomiting sour water. The people around quickly avoided Lu Yu, smelling the strong scent of blood on him, and retreated in concern.
There had been instances where a disciple, after killing too many demons inside the Tower of Heaven, unknowingly had their mind corrupted by the demonic aura, completely losing control and massacring their fellow disciples once they left the tower.
Such incidents involved disciples of the Divine Weapon Pavilion with certainly strong abilities, otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to slaughter so many demons and be mentally affected.
A disciple of the Sea of Qi stage from the Divine Weapon Pavilion asked from a distance, "Junior brother, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, just a bit dizzy," Lu Yu waved his hand and said, "A little rest and I'll be okay."
Lu Yu plopped down on the steps outside the Tower of Heaven, propping his head up with one hand, rubbing his temple.
