Already reduced to a cripple, his soul would also dissipate into nothingness in the shortest amount of time.
Chu Daqian was clearly aware of his current state as well, and his eyes were filled with resentment, terror, and unwillingness.
With a soft flick of her delicate hand after she spoke, a stream of spiritual energy shot out, striking the gruesome wound on Chu Daqian's chest directly.
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