Channing Lestrange did not mind. His gaze inadvertently landed on Braydon Neal, who was being carried by Hendrix Bailey. He frowned and said softly, "His life force is increasing. His body is actually recovering from such a serious injury!"
Braydon's transformation piqued Channing's interest.
Just now, the two sovereign pinnacles each struck with their palms. Even eminent pinnacles could not withstand such an attack!
Furthermore, Braydon was a conferred pinnacle!
Suffering a palm strike from the sovereign pinnacle meant that one would die without a doubt.
Moreover, Braydon had taken two palm strikes and was still alive.
The more Channing watched, the more shocked he became. Braydon's injuries were healing quickly, not because of his constitution, but because he had used some kind of forbidden technique.
"Did you use up your life force to heal your injuries?" he muttered softly.
