In the secret chamber, Wanwan gently laid Lin Lang down.
"Young master, wait here a moment. I'll fetch you some pills."
"Our Yin Kui Sect's pills work quite well. You'll definitely be all right."
"Oh, I know where Yue Shan lived in seclusion before he died. I'll go there myself and bring back the secret art he left behind for you."
Wanwan fought back her tears, afraid of stirring up his sorrow.
The young master had gone from a peerless prodigy to a cripple. He must have suffered a tremendous blow.
If he truly could not recover, she would take good care of him from now on. Whoever dared upset him, she would kill!
After watching Wanwan leave, Lin Lang sat cross-legged on the bed and examined his body.
"I got a little overconfident this time. I never expected the Reverse Heavenly Demon Disintegration Great Art to make me feel this awful."
"But its power really was impressive."
At the Heavenly Realm Peak, he had crossed realms to kill Ning Daoqi of the Martial Arts Myth Realm. No wonder Zhu Yuyan had relied on this secret art to secure her position as the Great Sui Demonic Sect's strongest expert.
Even Shi Zhixuan, with his heaven-gifted talent and his self-created Heavenly One Heart Method and Immortal Sealing Art, had still been kept a notch below Zhu Yuyan.
Fortunately, he had reversed its flaw. That unbearable feeling had already eased considerably, and he could feel his essence, qi, and spirit recovering rapidly.
Still, a full recovery would probably take at least forty hours.
The main reason was that his reserves of essence, qi, and spirit were so great to begin with.
Anyone else would have died long ago after exhausting their essence, qi, and spirit. Even those lucky enough to survive would