Looking at the woman before him—her entire body pierced by chains, bristling with tubes, unconscious, emaciated, and deathly pale—Beigong Yu felt an unreasoning pang in his heart. A monstrous wave of killing intent surged from the depths of his soul.
He stepped forward, making quick work of pulling out the tubes and the mind-sealing soul-locking pins from her body. Then, he produced supreme-purity divine healing pills, shattered them into powder, and allowed their peerless medicinal potency to melt into her body.
Yet, her injuries were simply too severe.
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