In the next moment, a vibrant green light enveloped the devilishly handsome youth, before the wound on his chest started to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye... one that would make even the most accomplished alchemists stare in envy and disbelief.
In just 5 breaths of time, the injury that would have proved fatal to almost every early-stage Dao Emperor had already disappeared, as the purple-robed youth's skin closed and mended by itself.
Not even a hint of a scar was left behind, as if the purple-robed man had never been injured in the first place. And yet, the hole in his robes was still there, revealing that a powerful attack had indeed struck his chest just a few moments ago.
Staring at the scene in front of him, Shun Long remained still and pondered for a moment, before he muttered in a curious tone
