The situation had been just like this before. After the avatar of the Celestial Dao's will collapsed, it transformed into such a cloud of white mist.
Back then, Pan Yu had almost mistaken it for Mana from the Origin Realm and tried to absorb it. The attempt nearly ended in disaster. Fortunately, she had control over this room, which allowed her to neutralize the effects.
"I'll go bring Fellow Daoist Yang back!"
When Yang An didn't react, they both assumed he was in trouble. Pan Shi, taking it upon himself, announced as much and then immediately rushed out, landing downstairs.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, quick, come with me!"
He grabbed Yang An's arm and tried to drag him away.
But no matter how hard he pulled, Yang An remained rooted to the spot, completely unmoved.
Veins bulged all over Pan Shi's body as he used every last ounce of his strength, but he still couldn't budge Yang An.
