"Ji Qing, the poison in your body..." Lei Yu was very worried.
She was well aware of his current condition. He was relying entirely on his Inner Power to suppress the lethal poison, but this was akin to drinking poison to quench his thirst. The toxicity had long seeped deep into his bones and internal organs, rendering medical treatments ineffective. If he were to fight, the lethal poison would lose all suppression. It was entirely possible that it would erupt and kill him in the very next moment.
"Don't worry. Dealing with these monks won't take too long," Ji Qing said in a calm tone.
Faced with Ji Qing's seemingly contemptuous words, the monks of the Xuankong Temple showed no trace of anger. Instead, they all wore grave expressions, as if facing a formidable enemy.
