C42 Deficiency of Intent

This power was very strange. It slowly and powerfully flowed through his meridians, yet it did not bring with it even the slightest bit of energy that truly belonged to his body. It was still unable to move.

One couldn't speak, the other couldn't stop. Sima Loongtian didn't have any intention of intervening anymore, so he remained calm and composed. Seeing Ye Feng gain the upper hand