A moment later.
Tang Xuan felt his face burning, and the pain in his head worsened, as if a hammer were pounding on his skull.
At the same time, a surge of energy rushed from his belly, and suddenly, vibrant red blood spewed from his mouth.
His entire body trembled, as if a mighty wind were shaking a tiny sapling.
Hui Xing quickly experienced the same situation.
However, his condition was even more severe, with red blood spiders appearing on his skin.
"Master, I am in such agony, I want to die."
Hui Xing curled up on the ground, trembling, with fresh blood staining the Buddha Hall.
Tang Xuan saw this, and his heart was filled with a million regrets.
"The Sect Master was right; we should have listened to him. Alas, disciple, I am sorry, I have brought you nothing but suffering."
Tang Xuan's face showed deep remorse.
Hui Xing heard this, and slightly shook his head.
