"No!"
Suddenly, a low shout rang out.
Everyone turned to look at Dong Tianchen who had made the noise.
"Brother Ouyang, someone has harmed you!"
By this time, Dong Tianchen had withdrawn his palm and sat down next to Ouyang Zhen with a solemn expression:
"If I'm not mistaken, your soul trauma had almost healed two years ago, except for being unable to break through realms. There shouldn't be any other effects, right?"
"Yes, my soul trauma had indeed improved greatly two years ago, thanks to you often having Dong Wenhua send me some medicines that nourish the soul!" Ouyang Zhen glanced at the middle-aged man opposite him, then frowned slightly, "But one year ago, the trauma recurred, and it has been getting worse. I feel like my soul power is being stripped away!"
"It's not just like! It's actually being stripped away!"
Dong Tianchen spoke with a gloomy face: "This past year, your soul power has been stripped at least three times!"
