In fact.
The demonic secret art Cheng Han had described—"draining the life force from corpses to help the wounded recover faster"—was no fabrication.
Quite the opposite.
It was merely a standard battlefield measure employed by the Myriad Heavens Race.
All one had to do was activate a portable Mystic Array disc and drag over enemy corpses to easily extract their remaining life force.
This secret art had a name—Sweet Dew.
As long as their own wounded were not severely maimed, such as missing arms or legs, they could recover quickly after being nourished by Sweet Dew.
Even if someone had been slashed more than a dozen times and turned into a bloody mess, they could recover completely within half an hour.
However.
This secret art had one significant limitation.
That was—it could only draw life force from similar species.
When the Myriad Heavens Race had conquered the Abyssal Mist Realm, they had not used the Sweet Dew secret art.
Because there was a mysterious connection between life force and the soul.
If Sea Monster life force were extracted and transferred into the wounded, the latter would be highly likely to mutate into grotesque half-human, half-Sea Monster creatures.
But it was perfectly suited for the Dawn Tribe's battlefield.
Both sides in the war were Green Sheep People, so those being treated would absolutely not mutate.
At this moment.
Cheng Han casually waved his right hand, took out a Mystic Array disc from his Space Pocket, and smiled. "I can demonstrate it for you."
He pointed toward the battlefield and added, "Please bring over several severely wounded soldiers, as well as some corpses."
Faced with the brutal Myriad Radiance People, Sha Lei, the Second Red Robe Great High Priest, ultimately did not dare refuse. "Honored sir, thank you for treating our wounded."