The ruins were filled with an eerie aura.
The unsettling power lingered in the air.
Lin Tong stomped on the rolling head of Ku Xing on the ground, wielding the Reaper's Scythe mercilessly to cleave it in two.
Then, Lin Tong extended his divine sense, scurried to a corner of the ruins to retrieve some broken bones, and hurried back to find Luo Xiu.
At this moment.
Luo Xiu was lying on the ground, clutching his neck and convulsing.
Blood was gushing out from between his fingers as if from a spring.
His white clothes were already stained crimson.
Lin Tong was completely unworried, acting carefree as he squatted down to stuff the broken bones back into the wound, fitting them into place, not caring a bit how much it hurt Luo Xiu.
In just a few breaths, all of Luo Xiu's wounds miraculously healed, leaving no trace.
Lin Tong couldn't help but exclaim, "Those fruits refined by Dou Dou are truly elixirs and miraculous medicines!"
