[It seems this so-called Heavenly Blessing is rendering your strength useless, returning it to the fold.]
"What? What does that even mean?! No! First, do something!"
[We can fight back by actively cultivating during the battle.]
"You were not actively cultivating it? WHAT THE HELL!!??"
[You never gave any such clear command of active cultivation, only passively.]
"What the hell is that even mean? I don't care, just don't let me get hurt! You're all I've got. No one else."
[Already on it.]
From a distance, Bull, Horse, and Lu Qing watched as their Young Master was being pushed back. His strength was fading, his form shrinking, it looked like he was losing.
But then, all of a sudden everything changed.
Dark tendrils appeared out from everywhere, swirling around Lu Sheng and getting absorbed in his body and Cane.
