The Shattered Sorrow

At that moment, everyone watched Xu Yi produce two such divine pills to save a dead person. The sheer waste of heavenly treasures filled them with such regret that they were nearly driven mad.

Just then, several people finally lost their restraint and rushed forward. A high-crowned old man shouted hoarsely, "Kill this wretch, and we'll share the divine—"

Before he could finish, a rain of crimson astral energy poured down from the sky. The few who had rushed out were instantly cut to pieces by the razor-sharp astral baleful energy.

Xu Yi pried open Xia Zimo's lips and urged his palm power to wrap around the medicine's potency, forcing it down into her stomach.

Though grief had nearly overwhelmed him, he had not lost his senses. Giving her the Origin Body Pill and the Leaking Pill was nothing more than grasping at straws in a desperate bid to save her.

At that moment, his heart and mind held only Xia Zimo. In truth, he knew she was most likely going to die. Her heart had been injured; there was little hope of saving her.

But the Origin Body Pill was said to have wondrous effects beyond compare. He had no idea what those effects were.

It was that uncertainty that gave birth to the desperate hope that he might still have a chance.

Or rather, that hope was wrapped around the guilt weighing heavily on his heart. It seemed that only by giving away such a priceless treasure could he soothe even the smallest part of his overwhelming regret.

As for the Leaking Pill, it was a divine pill that replenished Life Source Power. A single pill could restore all of a dying person's Life Source Power.

Effective or not, the two precious pills went into Xia Zimo's mouth