Ge Hongjie and the other three stood at the side, looking at Lu Haiyan and the others on the ground.
Two were dead, and two were seriously injured. One of Zhao Jingyuan's arms had been cut off, and for some reason, the severed arm had been minced into flesh and blood. There was no possibility of it being reattached.
Lu Haiyan's blood essence was depleted, and his mind was damaged, which was actually more serious.
He had come to the Strange Wind Realm to make up for the aftereffects of his failure to break through back then. Now, he was even more injured. Even if he had Vital Energy to infuse his body later, he would not have much chance of recovering.
"Why are you doing this?"
Ge Hongjie looked at Zhao Jingyuan and shook his head slightly. After all, they had worked together a few times. Seeing Zhao Jingyuan's miserable state, Ge Hongjie could not help but sigh.
