Fang Yuan gritted his teeth and forced himself back onto his feet.
His entire body ached violently from the backlash of Spatial Cut, his meridians feeling as though they had been scraped apart from the inside.
Yet the first thing he noticed was the little girl clinging tightly to him, Zhu Huan.
Even after the explosion, her arms remained wrapped around his body like glue, refusing to let go.
Fang Yuan blinked slightly before letting out a quiet breath.
"Huh…"
A faintly amused look crossed his exhausted face.
"So I was protected by this little kid…"
Despite his words, his movements became noticeably gentler.
Carefully, he adjusted her trembling body and carried her properly into his arms.
The destruction around them was horrifying.
Three Hollow Spirit cultivators self-destructing simultaneously was no small matter.
The mountain had practically collapsed.
