Over there, Bi Xia and Yu Hai, who directly felt the second attack, staggered to one side. Fortunately, Bi Xia leaned against the operating table and steadied herself, while Yu Hai, gasping for breath, slipped directly off the machine, taking deep breaths.
Cold sweat dripped down. Bi Xia raised her hand, refining pure spiritual power to protect the child's heart. Feeling the heart starting to beat regularly, Bi Xia felt relieved. Just as she planned to add another layer of protection, a dark gray spiritual power suddenly attacked her, hitting her shoulder in a moment of distraction.
Staggering backward, Bi Xia's starry eyes, cold as ice, stared intently at Yu Hai who had just stood up. With one hand covering her struck shoulder, her starry eyes half-narrowed, the azure blue mixed with gray spiritual power seeped out bit by bit, forming countless sharp blades in an instant, fiercely attacking Yu Hai.
