Si Wuya stepped forward and placed two fingers on Yu Zhenghai's wrist. He channeled some Primal Qi into Yu Zhenghai's Extraordinary Eight Meridians that eventually flowed into his sea of Qi. He seemed reluctant to accept this reality. His fingers trembled as he removed them from Yu Zhenghai's wrist.
"Seventh Senior Brother, what's wrong with Eldest Senior Brother?" Little Yuan'er asked anxiously.
"Let me take a look." Pan Litian waded through the crowd and examined Yu Zhenghai's pulse as well. He was initially optimistic… After all, the Evil Sky Pavilion was powerful. It had endured many tribulations throughout the years. With the pavilion master's shocking methods, it was not surprising for him to be able to save someone's life. After he examined his pulse, the expression on his wizened face turned as grim as the one on Mingshi Yin's face. His brows were tightly knitted together.
"How did this happen?" Pan Litian said incredulously. "Back off!"
