"You..."
"What have you done to me?"
Chu Hui's voice had become aged and hoarse, grating to the ears,
and his appearance was no longer that of the vibrant young man full of vigor.
The once handsome youth had now turned into a frail old man.
All his essence, energy, and spirit were being devoured by Zhang Xiaoshan.
At the same time, an aura like the revival of spring and the awakening of all things enveloped the other people present.
Soon, the badly wounded people were shocked to find that their injuries were being healed!
A business tycoon who had lost a foot was continuously kowtowing to Zhang Xiaoshan.
"Thank you, Master Zhang!"
"No! Thank you, Heavenly Person Zhang, thank you, Heavenly Person Zhang!"
This man's foot had been chopped off by Bai Qiu with one strike.
But now, he was utterly shocked to see bones, tendons, and flesh regrow.
Not just them, but even Su Zhengjun, who had his spine broken, was now regaining sensation.
