"Sigh, nearly half are dead, most of them rotted away after being wounded," Demoness sighed, and then opened the door to the room. On the bed lay a man, breathing his last, exhaling more than inhaling, apparently critically injured.
"What happened to him?" Ye Shikai asked.
"His arm was injured, and not long after it turned into this state. We've tried using Inner Strength to help him, but it didn't work," Demoness said indifferently, her eyes on the man's desperate pleas for life, which were indeed heartbreaking. These assassins only show their human instincts at the brink of death.
"Let me try," Ye Shikai sat by the bed, activated the Inner God Scripture, instantly raising his Inner Strength to its peak, concentrating it all in his Dantian, his face flushing red. Ye Shikai grabbed the man's wrist and pushed his Inner Strength into his body in one breath.
