His cultivation level had fallen back to a Half-Step Grandmaster, and his injuries were worsening. Trembling, he struggled to lower one hand and took an Elixir, swallowing it down.
Wen Yao's hand injuries healed rapidly, even the two holes in his chest closed up at the fastest speed. In just a moment, he appeared completely unharmed.
Under normal circumstances, this Elixir would be enough to save anyone's life.
But at this moment, Wen Yao's heart had already been shattered, without cultivation to sustain his vitality, the Elixir merely gave him a fleeting return to life.
Wen Yao was like a balloon that had burst but was forcibly inflated; after a brief expansion, he instantly exploded.
"Puh!"
Wen Yao suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood, and this time, he could no longer shield his eyes.
The backlash of the double pupils erupted completely at this moment, rebounding onto him!
