In a hidden cave in the Western Kalpa Lands.
Xia Ji sat cross-legged, and life talismans surrounded him.
On the carpet in front of him, Little Su was covered in blood.
Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The life talisman fell towards her.
However, it was not very useful.
This life talisman that could clearly revive the dead, yet it didn't have any reaction.
In an instant, more than ten attacks had already struck, but it was still useless.
For the first time, he was flustered. He trembled as he bandaged the wound, but the wound continued to bleed.
There was her blood and his own blood.
There was a hole in his left shoulder, and it wouldn't heal no matter how hard he tried. It was as if there was a force repelling it.
With such strength, the two top experts instantly became ordinary people and suffered the pain of ordinary people.
Little Su opened her eyes weakly.
"It'll be fine," Xia Ji said gently.
