Feng Heyun and the other two were so exhausted that they didn't even have the strength to stand up. They collapsed to the ground, their eyes staring blankly at the sky, as if they had just crawled out of hell.
Only their heaving chests proved that they did not die with their eyes open in disbelief.
The faces of everyone were filled with a sense of unreality, as if they had survived a catastrophe.
They really took down those shadowy figures!
Chen Zhouxing's words gradually brought a glimmer of light to Zhu Huaqiao's eyes. She forced a smile, which made the wound on her face ache terribly.
Ignoring the pain, her voice trembled with excitement, "We all survived!"
Their gazes all turned to Shen Sangruo.
Shen Sangruo's expression seemed much more normal than theirs, as if she had just experienced an ordinary battle and had not yet reached the point of being dazed and losing focus.
Although they had just as much blood on them, they were in much better condition.
The Kui Niu and the dodder flower fairy were exhausted and returned to her sea of consciousness.
"Mmm," she responded softly, her voice devoid of any emotion.
"Sang Ruo, thankfully you weakened the strength of those shadowy figures." Mei Mei used her sword to support herself as she stood up and walked towards her.
Thinking about how much effort she had put into stalling for time at the beginning, using flames to weaken the shadow.
In the subsequent battles, she was the only cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage and a key player in the fight against the shadowy figure.
It was hard to imagine the extent of her own depletion, so Mei Mei was very worried about her condition.
Seeing that she was doing well, Mei Mei felt a little relieved.
But she still asked with concern, "Are you alright...?"
Before she could finish speaking, Mei Mei's eyes widened suddenly, and what she saw reflected in them was the image of Shen Sangruo falling to the ground.
Her body had reached its limit. At this moment, her eyes slowly closed, and her body collapsed without warning, as if it had lost its support.
"Sang Ruo!" Exclamations rose and fell.
Mei Mei's expression changed drastically. She immediately rushed forward and caught the falling Shen Sangruo with lightning speed.
The others, including Zhu Huaqiao, also rushed over immediately.
Upon hearing that something had happened to her, Feng Heyun and the other two, who were lying on the ground, struggled to their feet and ran towards her.
He lost his balance halfway and fell several times in just a few steps, hitting the stone slabs hard.
No one cared about the pain; they got up and continued forward, their eyes only on Chen Sangruo's safety.
"What happened to Xiao Ruo?!" Wen Xuan asked anxiously.
He then said he would go and check on her condition, "I am a medicine cultivator, let me see Xiao Ruo's condition!"
Wen Xuan hadn't felt this panicked in a long time. This feeling was just like many years ago when he watched Shen Sanruo fall into the lava in the Chifeng Fire Sea.
If, if something really happened to her, he would definitely break down.
“I’ve already seen it,” Chen Zhouxing said. As a cultivator of alchemy, he naturally had the ability to heal the sick and save lives.
"Her body is severely depleted; she has no spiritual power whatsoever, like an empty shell," Chen Zhouxing said with difficulty, recounting the results of her investigation.
He had no idea how Shen Sanruo had managed to hold on until just now, without showing any signs of distress in her expression.
"When she first held off the shadowy figure, her internal organs were already severely injured."
She single-handedly withstood the attacks of all the shadowy figures.
"With all the fighting that followed, how could her body possibly withstand it?" Zhu Huaqiao continued Chen Zhouxing's words, her voice choked with emotion.
Shen Sanruo was in Mei Mei's arms, her lips were completely bloodless, and her face was pale and transparent.
The bright red bloodstains on her face, which had not yet congealed, made her skin appear even paler, and her breathing was extremely weak.
She was so weak that Mei Mei didn't dare to move, afraid of disturbing her breathing.
Every single second now, her life is slipping away.
"Help her!" Feng Heyun shouted anxiously, looking at Wen Xuan and Chen Zhouxing, his mind in turmoil.
He was even more desperate now than when he was surrounded by the shadowy figures.
"Second Senior Brother, please save her!" Luo Chu pleaded, clutching Wen Xuan's sleeve tightly.
Their purpose in coming here was to protect her; how could they just watch her fall in front of them?
Wen Xuan also investigated Shen Sangruo's situation, and the results were the same as Chen Zhouxing's investigation.
He didn't want to save Xiaoruo; he wanted her to get better more than any of them, and he would even rather be the one who fainted there.
But her injuries were so severe that he didn't even know where to begin his treatment.
Time seemed to have returned to the time when Shen Sangri was severely injured by Feng Heyun and his life was in danger.
She lay quietly and pale on the stone bed, just like that.
Wen Xuan was somewhat dazed; he hadn't realized so much time had passed.
Unlike that time, this time Shen Sanruo was more seriously injured, so much so that he could hardly imagine the pain she was enduring.
What can he do to save Xiaoruo?!
His medicine definitely won't heal her injuries. Why didn't he focus on cultivating before?
Wen Xuan hated his past self immensely. Would Xiao Ruo die because of his incompetence?
No, it shouldn't be like this!
In such a tense moment, his mind went blank, with only the rapid, thunderous beating of his heart.
He stood there stunned for a long time, not knowing what to do.
"Second Senior Brother! Second Senior Brother! Wen Xuan! What are you doing?! Save her!" Luo Chu kept shaking Wen Xuan's sleeve, and when Wen Xuan did not react, she began to call him by name.
Wen Xuan's eyes seemed to finally find focus, and his lips trembled as he murmured, "I..."
While Wen Xuan was at a loss, Chen Zhouxing had already taken out a packet of powder.
"This is the most precious treasure of our Alchemy Sect. It was made by an ancestor who ascended to the Transitional Realm. It is said to be a pill that can bring the dead back to life and heal the bones."
The air was immediately filled with the fragrance of medicine, and just by smelling the fragrance, everyone felt that their fatigue had lessened.
This clearly demonstrates the profound efficacy of its medicine.
There was only one of its kind in the entire Alchemy Sect. Because he faced numerous dangers in breaking the formation, the sect leader, Zhong Chuan, allowed him to take this pill with him.
This elixir was extremely precious, so it was ground into powder and he was told to use it sparingly, as it might save many lives.
The agitated Luo Chu and Feng Heyun finally quieted down, their gazes fixed on Chen Zhouxing as if they had grasped at a lifeline. "Really?!"
"With this medicine, we should be able to keep her alive for now," Chen Zhouxing said.
Tears welled up in Luo Chu and Feng Heyun's eyes, and they almost burst into tears. It was good that they were alive!
Given the current situation, Chen Zhouxing had no choice but to pour the entire packet into Chen Sangruo's mouth, prioritizing saving her life.
The powdered medicine melted instantly in her mouth, allowing her to absorb it without having to swallow it while she was unconscious.
Wen Xuan seemed to wake up at this moment, and the thing that was pressing on him and preventing him from moving finally disappeared.
But he lost his footing and collapsed to the ground, his expression filled with pain.
What on earth was he doing?!
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