Xing Qing swallowed the elixir Yun Hao gave her, stepped back, and asked A Yun to help bandage her shoulder wound.
"Xiu Yun, you finally decided to take action?"
Watching Yun Hao, who had just clashed with him and rescued Xing Qing from his grasp, Cheng Fangtian sneered and shouted.
That palm strike just now, Cheng Fangtian never truly thought it would kill Xing Qing.
He knew Yun Hao would surely intervene at a critical moment.
So, that palm strike was prepared especially for Yun Hao.
Yet unexpectedly, Yun Hao managed to effortlessly rescue Xing Qing despite his palm strike.
It seemed that Yun Hao's cultivation level, even if not restored to its peak, had reached the Divine Realm.
Otherwise, even if Yun Hao were at the Peak of Ninth Grade, he would never have been able to withstand that palm strike!
"I just feared if I acted, you'd be left crying!"
Yun Hao looked at Cheng Fangtian on the opposite side and said calmly.
Despite the lightness of this statement...
