The sudden turn of events made Liu Ziming's face change dramatically. His pupils contracted sharply as all the True Essence Power in his body surged into his feet, and he shot backward at full speed.
Bai Yue wasn't nearly as lucky. Of the four from the Immortal Sect, she was the weakest. Without the Thunder Sound Golden Wheel's attack, she was just an ordinary cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm. At that moment, Chen Fan's Nine Palaces Sword Art, unleashed in a desperate bid to sacrifice himself, left her no time to dodge.
The ripples of spiritual power slammed straight into her, sending her flying. Blood sprayed from her mouth, tracing a red arc through the air.
"Yue'er!" Liu Ziming shouted. He had no time to worry about Chen Fan and flew straight toward Bai Yue.
With the last shred of consciousness he could muster, Chen Fan prepared to take Spirit Stones from his Storage Ring. Suddenly, a familiar, delicate fragrance reached him, and someone caught him in her arms.
"Qin Xian'er?" Chen Fan recognized the black veil over the beautiful woman's face and froze.
"If you want to live, swallow this." Qin Xian'er held a brown pill between her slender fingers and fed it to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan furrowed his brows slightly but didn't refuse. He recognized it as a Heart Protecting Pill, the most effective medicine for his injuries. The pill was exceedingly precious, yet Qin Xian'er had taken it out without hesitation to save him. He couldn't help feeling surprised.
The moment the pill entered his mouth, a cool sensation spread through him, flowing into every meridian. But that last sword strike had damaged not only his body; his Divine Soul had also suffered a severe blow. An overwhelming weariness crushed the last of his awareness,