at cao qiu's signal, a middle-aged man behind him walked up to long chen with a sword in his hand.
"do it."
cao qiu said indifferently.
"yes."
the middle-aged man aimed at long chen's shoulder blade and stabbed it in.
long chen could see and sense it.
however, this medicinal power was too terrifying. even he couldn't withstand it for a while and felt weak all over.
as the sword pierced through his shoulder blade, long chen gasped, and the spiritual energy in his body seemed to dissipate.
this feeling was especially terrifying.
long chen knew that he would be useless if his spiritual energy dissipated.
he didn't want this to happen, but he couldn't do anything about it.
just as long chen was on the verge of despair, he felt an inexplicable power surge in his blood, sealing his spiritual power and preventing it from leaking out.
long chen heaved a sigh of relief, but the situation was still extremely dangerous.
