C261 The Battle of the Northern Jin Imperial Capital

With a poke of his finger, Xu Yang sealed the vitality of Thousand Cloud Hunting Wind. It forced him to fall into a deep slumber, which could be considered as saving his last breath for the time being.

When they returned to the outer hall, everyone had worried expressions as they waited for a long time.

"How is Qian Yun and Sect Master?"

Xu Yang lightly shook his head at Female Emperor