Ji Shan had truly never imagined that one day, he would fall at the hands of Yang Qing and his companions.
He was supposed to be the one controlling the entire situation.
Yet now, he could neither advance nor retreat.
When all was said and done, he had only his own carelessness to blame.
Although Yang Qing had the Rootless Wood, ultimately, they had been the ones who allowed him to take it.
And now, had they not already prevented it from approaching?
But Ji Shan had considered one thing and overlooked another: until the bond between the Rootless Wood and Yang Qing was completely severed, it remained a tremendous aid to Yang Qing, whether it was nearby or not.
And so Ji Shan had taken a tremendous fall, one he had almost failed to get back up from.
Ji Shan's body possessed a heaven-defying ability to heal itself, but as the saying went, everything had its good side and its bad.
Such self-healing truly made others green with envy. With it, a person was practically immortal. Unless someone unleashed a killing move from the outset, almost no one could do anything to Ji Shan.
But for Ji Shan, this healing ability was an asset that sometimes became a hindrance.
If someone added a little more healing power to his wound, his own regenerative power would instead hold him back.
Just as it did now.
Yang Qing and the Rootless Wood already shared a master-servant bond, and his blood contained the Rootless Wood's power.
Although the Rootless Wood itself could not attack Ji Shan, the power it had left in Yang Qing's blood could.
The Rootless Wood was the Undying Tree. Once Yang Qing's blood stained Ji Shan's wound, the Rootless Wood's power within it naturally entered the wound.
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