Calm Heart Cave.
Since Chu Qing and Lan Shuyi left, this place has seemed somewhat desolate.
Li Junmo struggled to crawl up from the stone bed, sitting cross-legged.
On this matter, he did not lie. The Heart-Damaging Soul-Breaking Finger, although very formidable, can inflict severe injuries on him in a short time.
But if it does not kill him, given enough time... he has sufficient confidence to dispel the residual Finger Force within him.
He just turned his head to glance at the corpse of the thousand-damage recluse, Li Junmo frowned slightly:
"Who kills someone and does not handle the corpse afterwards?"
He sighed, feeling he could not ask for more.
Slowly, he closed his eyes, and strands of Inner Breath, as sharp as sword edges, began swirling around his body, constantly resolving the injuries from the Heart-Damaging Soul-Breaking Finger.
Approximately the time it takes to burn an incense stick passed.
