Gu Yuena couldn't suppress her violent coughing.
Crimson blood mixed with saliva and spilled from the corners of her pale lips.
But she clenched her teeth and kept moving forward.
She absolutely couldn't let him leave her behind.
That thought sustained her broken body.
No matter what she had to sacrifice.
No matter what humiliation and pain she had to endure.
She had to stay somewhere she could see him.
That was the only salvation she had left.
And the last obsession deep in her soul... that she still refused to let go of.
A murderous air hung over Su Mansion.
Ye Wanqing carried the gravely wounded Su Ling and rushed through the mansion gates like a gust of wind.
"All Healing System Soul Masters!"
Her voice was hoarse with urgency.
"Come to the Main Courtyard at once!"
"Ye Qingxian, hurry!"
Ye Qingxian hurried forward. Together with several high-ranking Healing Soul Masters, she carried Su Ling into a quiet room.
A gentle yet immense Healing Light blazed to life, illuminating the room as brightly as day.
But the situation was far more perilous than they had anticipated.
Two stubborn forces had taken root around the Fierce Wound that pierced his chest.
One was the overbearing Destruction Divine Power, brimming with a terrifying Destructive Will.
The other was the Raging Elemental Power belonging to the Silver Dragon King, still running rampant.
The two forces were like Bone-Deep Malice, intertwined yet locked in opposition.
They kept eroding Su Ling's vitality, undermining the Healing Soul Skills and stubbornly preventing the wound from closing.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Ye Qingxian's smooth forehead.
She could clearly feel how terrifyingly powerful these two forces were—they far surpassed those of an ordinary Titled Douluo.
"What terrifying Destruction Power..."
An experienced Healing Soul Master spoke