Ye Xuan was injured. At this moment, he sat cross-legged on the ground, circulating the energy within his body to tend to his wounds. The severe damage to his soul caught Ye Xuan off guard. After all, the Undying Body that Ye Xuan had cultivated all along, only pertained to his physical form. The sudden assault on his soul left Ye Xuan unprepared.
Ye Xuan's face was deathly pale, and layers of faint blue translucent smoke appeared on his skin, enveloping Ye Xuan's body, attempting to heal his injuries.
The old turtle was extremely serious, staying by Ye Xuan's side. Seeing Ye Xuan injured made the old turtle feel uncomfortable. Having hibernated on Qingcheng Mountain for two thousand years, the old turtle believed that his understanding of human nature far surpassed that of ordinary people. In the eyes of the old turtle, humans have always been despicable and shameless, fond of plotting and scheming against each other.
