Moyang frowned and glanced at them for a moment, then suspiciously pulled Eighth Senior Sister's hand, closed his eyes, and focused his senses. A moment later, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes snapped open.
"This is..." Moyang's face was full of shock, a hint of solemnity crossing his brow.
He could not sense any vitality at all within Eighth Senior Sister; all her life force seemed to be concentrated in her dantian. It was the first time he had ever encountered such a situation.
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