Shen Zhou slightly squatted down and pulled out the silver needle.
Though it was only one needle, it was enough to heal these legs that couldn't stand!
His movements were as quick as flying, faint golden glows streaming across the legs, sinking into the spots he pierced, permeating threads of Spiritual Energy, rapidly infiltrating the severed nerves.
The nerves were finer than strands of hair, invisible to the naked eye, but!
Each time Shen Zhou inserted the needle, he did so with meticulous precision, swiftly reconnecting them.
With the operation of the Spiritual Energy, their function was quickly restored.
The entire process took just half a minute.
As he stood upright, Shen Zhou was slightly out of breath.
The saying "three minutes on stage requires ten years of work offstage" was apt for Shen Zhou; it consumed a considerable amount of his energy and strength.
