On a cold night, Lěng Yè activated the Nine Heavens Mystic Fire hidden deep within his body, concentrating the scorching energy in front of his chest.
As his internal energy circulated, the startling wound healed at an astonishing speed; the bleeding stopped, and his skin scabbed over anew, as if nothing had ever happened.
Lěng Yè stood quietly in place, expressionless, like a statue untouched by the outside world.
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