Fang Hao dragged Sun Tianqi, who looked like a dead dog, through the "Soul Corrosion Mist," stumbling his way out. He felt like an old ox cart about to fall apart, and every step took an immense amount of effort. After being tempered and battered by the "war soul" trial, his Divine Soul had solidified somewhat, but the exhaustion and stinging pain remained, as if countless tiny needles were pricking his brain. His body was in an even more miserable state. The injuries from the earlier force field impact hadn't fully healed, and after forcing himself to fight and getting grazed by the ghost Qi of Ghost Bone Superior, half his body was now numb and tingling. His Qi was bottoming out, and he was only holding on by the slow circulation of the Chaos Derivation Art and a few ineffective Medicinal Pills he had in his pocket.
