Wanwan was about to unleash the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Great Art and sacrifice her life to deal Yaoyue a fatal blow, only to see, to her shock, that Lin Lang had killed Yaoyue.
What had happened?
Hadn't Lin Lang's indestructible vajra body been broken? How could he withstand Yaoyue's furious palm strike, then turn around and severely wound her with a punch before catching up to slash her throat?
Seeing Lin Lang sit on the ground, she forced herself to her feet. "Young master, young master, how are you? Are your injuries serious?"
If not for him just now, the enraged Yaoyue would probably have killed her with a single palm strike.
Lin Lang sat cross-legged on the ground, swiftly circulating his energy to heal his injuries.
Only after a long while did he open his eyes, only to find that Wanwan's eyes seemed to have reddened.
"Young master, you're awake. If you don't have enough true qi, just absorb mine. You mustn't damage your foundation," Wanwan said quickly.
"I'm fine. My injuries have already healed quite a bit." Lin Lang looked at Wanwan. "Have you been guarding me this whole time? Sit down and circulate your energy to heal, quickly, or this will be the end of your Martial Dao advancement."
Wanwan's face was deathly pale, but she forced out a smile. "As long as you're all right, young master. I'm fine."
With that, she swayed slightly and collapsed into a sitting position.
Yaoyue's palm strike had nearly killed her last time, and before those injuries had fully healed, Yaoyue had struck her again. After guarding Lin Lang for another two hours, she could no longer hold on.
Fortunately, their fight with Yaoyue had cleared a patch of ground around them, or they would have burned to death in