Xia Yan knew there was no need to continue.
With a light flick of his finger,
an invisible barrier suddenly condensed, sending Yu Tianheng's body flying backward.
He crashed heavily against the edge of the spirit-fighting platform.
Yu Tianheng continued rolling and fell from the fifteen-foot-high platform onto the hard ground.
The blood in his nose and mouth, no longer suppressed by the wind,
erupted completely.
It stained the hard stone beneath him red.
Blood also seeped from the skin all over his body, dyeing him entirely crimson.
"Captain!"
"Tianheng!"
The Imperial Dou team immediately rushed over, but Qin Ming was faster than everyone else.
"Lingling, heal him, quickly!"
A pink begonia flower had already condensed in Ye Lingling's hand. Its pink and white petals alternated, while its leaves and vines trailed down from either side of her palm.
Within the wind Xia Yan had summoned,
it gently swayed.
She plucked a white petal with her delicate hand and tossed it into the air. The petal immediately flew toward the severely wounded Yu Tianheng.
Radiating a soft white glow, it merged into his body.
In an instant,
Yu Tianheng's skin stopped bleeding, and his entire body began to heal itself.
"Pfft..."
He remained unconscious, yet he suddenly spewed another mouthful of scalding blood, bloodstained saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.
His entire body convulsed as his eyes rolled white.
His body was desperately trying to save itself.
It was trying to expel all the blood from his lungs. Otherwise, if blood blocked his airway, he could die completely in less than five minutes.
Even if he were saved,
he would only become a dangerous imbecile!
The wind finally stopped.
The Azure Wind Tornado that had shot into the sky dissipated in place. Xia Yan recalled the Demon Suppressing