Whoosh!
But strangely, as if time had reversed, the dark red blood flowed back into the wound, and the wound healed rapidly, leaving only a faint scar.
Gong Ba had exerted all his strength, made a desperate gamble, and fought with his life on the line to injure Feng Mo, but unfortunately, what would have been a fatal wound for ordinary people took only a few breaths for Feng Mo to recover completely!
"Humans... are really frail!"
Looking at the fresh, slowly ceasing-to-beat heart in his hand, Feng Mo couldn't help but sigh, humans, succumbing to birth, aging, sickness, and death, dying from a single injury.
Unlike demon monsters, the only thing that could threaten their lives, in Feng Mo's view, was time!
"Commander Gong..."
