Lin Mu placed his hands on the old man's chest gently while keeping an eye on whether he would respond or not. Usually, cultivators such as these that entered such a deep seclusion would only wake up in times of distress.
Thus there was a chance the old man might still wake up if Lin Mu touched him, but surprisingly, he did not.
'He's far deeper in this…' Lin Mu thought and used his spirit sense to check the body of the old man.
There he could see the years of damage and aging. Over sixty percent of his meridians were damaged and the spirit Qi flowing within them was weak. His muscles had already degraded to a dangerous level and there was no chance of them getting healed.
The same could be said before his skin and bones, which had turned weak. His blood vessels were also blocked with hundreds of small clots that obstructed the blood flow and prevented proper circulation.
