The doctors around were stunned when they saw the faint blue energy magic patterns.
They were all shocked!
Finally certain, the doctor in front of them was, no, the physician was a powerful cultivator.
They had all witnessed the abilities of cultivators with their own eyes.
Occasionally, they would even see some illegal cultivators flying within Jiangzhou City, being chased everywhere by law enforcers.
But they had never seen the scene like the one in front of them, able to use energy magic patterns to condense into the form of a scalpel.
How powerful, how precise!
...
Then.
Fang Yu's hand rose and the knife fell.
The blade technique was like a fan spinning rapidly, with layers of shadows, completely unclear.
They witnessed a terrifying scene.
The patient was completely disassembled...
The bones were all uniformly black!
This...
Is this not murder?
Swish, swish, swish.
The bones were arranged neatly.
As if they had been soaked in ink.
