Zhao Lei looked at his severed arm, a complex emotion flashing through his eyes.
That was his arm, a part of his body.
If it could be reattached, there was still hope for his Martial Path.
"Lie down. Don't move." Qin Yan walked over to Zhao Lei and motioned for him to lie down.
As soon as Qin Yan spoke, True Qi surged wildly around him!
Behind him, a blue and a green radiance suddenly flared to life, intertwining as they illuminated the entire room!
The blue light was deep as an abyss, gentle yet resilient, giving off an aura that seemed capable of embracing all things;
The green light brimmed with vitality, like new spring shoots, radiating an inexhaustible life force.
The two lights circled and danced behind Qin Yan like twin dragons, their brilliance reflecting off each other.
"Heal!"
Qin Yan shouted softly.
At once, the lights behind him condensed into a blue-green beam that fell precisely upon Zhao Lei.
Zhao Lei immediately felt warmth spreading throughout his body, as though he had been immersed in a hot spring.
It was not mere surface heat, but warmth welling up from the depths of his body, nourishing every inch of flesh and every bone.
He could feel his injuries recovering at a visible pace—his fractured bones knitting together, his torn muscles regenerating, and his damaged meridians repairing themselves.
The sensation was wondrous and unbelievable.
At that moment, Qin Yan picked up Zhao Lei's severed arm, aligned it with the stump at his shoulder, and gently pressed it into place.
The instant the severed arm touched his shoulder, green and blue light flared at once, enveloping the wound.
The green light was full of life force. It was the healing power of the Wood Spirit Light, capable of generating flesh