He used every last bit of strength, trying to stir that faint, tiny wisp of Golden Body Sutra energy.
But it was completely useless.
With his Soul Power unable to circulate, his will simply couldn't command the energy.
He could only let that strand of energy move and repair on instinct.
As if sensing that Lu Lin was facing an unprecedented life-and-death crisis, that trace of Golden Body Sutra energy, after probing Lu Lin's physical condition, also threw itself into repairing his body at the first time.
Only—
A drop in the bucket.
Like trying to save a raging Forest great fire with a single ladle of water.
It did nothing.
Just as the Golden Body Sutra energy had barely repaired a bit of his body, it was exhausted and vanished.
This time, Lu Lin's heart sank into silence along with the disappearing energy.
He could only curse himself an idiot in his heart.
Accept fate?
Might as well.
What could refusing to accept it change.
