Uncle Tian stood by the stone platform, carefully channeling a thread of Spiritual Energy into Zuo Feng's body. After meticulously checking for a moment, he emerged from the stone chamber with a face full of astonishment. With a bit of bewilderment, he said to the anxious-looking An Ya: "His injuries are healed!"
"Sss, sss..." The sound of gasping filled the air simultaneously. An Ya looked at Uncle Tian with a face of shock, but her eyes flashed with an almost undetectable delight.
"We should return first and discuss it later. Let's just leave the stone door open." Uncle Tian silently said, taking the lead. Upon closer observation, one would notice that even with Uncle Tian's level of Cultivation, his steps were somewhat unsteady.
"Uncle Tian, what exactly is going on? In just one night, his injuries are healed. Did you not see it wrong?" At this moment, the room held only Uncle Tian and An Ya. An Ya whispered her inquiry.
