"He has sustained a severe internal injury and his True Qi is somewhat chaotic. I'll help him regulate it," Lin Tianhai said as he attempted to channel a stream of True Qi into Ye Luo's body, only to be immediately repelled by the Nine Yang True Qi, which shook his own Qi apart.
"How is it now, Dad?"
Several women looked at Lin Tianhai with concerned faces. The latter's eyes flickered and he said, "My True Qi cannot enter his body."
"What should we do?"
At this moment, the Nine Yang Mystic Art within Ye Luo's body autonomously began to circulate, starting to sort out the chaotic True Qi and help heal his injuries.
"Don't worry, his injuries are slowly recovering. He should wake up before long," Lin Tianhai reassured as he watched Ye Luo.
Fang Yan, who had escaped from the warehouse with those four from Sanyuan Sect, arrived at a secluded location.
"Young Master, what should we do now?" the four asked Fang Yan with concern in their eyes.
