Fang Zhen didn't know what was happening either. He just felt that something wasn't quite right with the situation.
He was quick on the uptake and immediately released the hand seal-like gesture.
The intense white light gathered in his hands dissipated just like that.
It seemed the white light was just pure spiritual energy, without any destructive properties or a particularly strong backlash. It just made him feel a bit drained while gathering his Spiritual Power.
Fang Zhen took a deep breath, and the feeling of being completely drained vanished. It was as if it had all been an illusion caused by excessive concentration.
"Father Matthew, what was that just now? Was that normal?"
"Or is this what it's always like when you all practice?"
He turned his head and asked Matthew.
"Father?"
Fang Zhen suddenly noticed that Matthew's expression was very off.
