"To survive such severe injuries until now, you truly are a talent."
Chen Xuan couldn't help but sigh.
The internal organs seemed as if they were about to shatter at any moment, and the meridians... were even more shattered, with barely a single one intact.
The dantian was also riddled with holes.
"It's a miracle you survived!"
Chen Xuan looked at Fang Yu and spoke slowly.
"Haha!"
Fang Yu let out a bitter laugh, "Yes, I should have died, but fortunately my cultivation technique has healing effects, so I've scraped by for so many years."
"I guess I've got lucky."
"If I hadn't met Lord Xuan King this time, I probably wouldn't live for another hundred years."
The injuries were worsening, and even though his cultivation technique could heal, it was no longer enough.
"Who injured you?"
Chen Xuan asked.
But with these words, Fang Yu's expression instantly changed, his eyes slightly reddened, and he appeared deeply pained.
"Puh!"
