The Four War Souls' terrifying strength had made the Huang Family pay a dreadful price.
Of the dozens from the Huang Family, not a single one remained alive.
Not just the people—even the gu insects on their bodies, their natal gu, souls, and everything else had all been shattered.
The surrounding area was deathly silent, with a thick stench of blood permeating the entire forest.
Other than us, there was no longer a single living thing here...
Xiao Yu helped me over to my master.
Blood flowed from my master's mouth and nose. His right chest had been pierced by a blade, and blood continued to pour from the wound.
"Master, Master..."
As I watched the flame of my master's soul steadily weaken, his life hanging by a thread, terror overwhelmed me.
Without my master, there would be no me today. He had taught me the Dao and treated me like his own son.
Yet now, he had suffered such a terrible calamity.
My master choked on blood, his lips moving as he rasped hoarsely:
"It's... it's nothing..."
As soon as he finished speaking, my master coughed up another mouthful of blood with a cough. That mouthful nearly made him pass out.
Judging by my medical skills, my master was unlikely to survive in his current state.
Setting aside the gu poison in his body, this blade wound alone could kill him.
This was deep in the mountains and forests. Even if we got in a car and headed for the nearest hospital immediately, it would already be too late.
I pressed down on my master's right chest. "Master, Master, hold on. Hold on..."
As I spoke, Xiao Yu's expression turned grave as well.
Xiao Yu's eyes swept over my master's body before she finally pressed a palm against his