Nangong Youjiu was stunned when he heard this, and after a long pause, he snorted, "Isn't it allowed for us to prepare some self-preservation means for such a dangerous test?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint snort reached his ears.
The sound wasn't loud, nor did it cause him any harm, but his face turned pale in an instant, as though it was an illusion.
The Talisman Elder didn't seem to notice this sound and sighed, "I hope your assessment is correct."
"Correct my ass!" Nangong Youjiu groaned inwardly, but still persisted in asking, "Talisman Elder, we need to exchange what we have with each other to best protect ourselves... What caused your injury?"
"I truly have no idea," the Talisman Elder shook his head with a bitter smile. To be honest, the Fu Family's foundation was somewhat lacking, and he couldn't determine what kind of injury he had sustained, "In any case, the body seemed to be in total decline, and the Spiritual Energy was drained..."
