The two frantically dug Zhang Yongkang out of the rubble. At this moment, his whole body was covered in dust, bleeding from his seven orifices, almost perishing alongside Thundercloud Peak.
However, as they approached, they could still hear a faint trace of breathing.
Zhang Shaoyang quickly took out a healing elixir from his storage bag and stuffed it into Zhang Yongkang's mouth, simultaneously channeling a bit of magical power into him to heal his injuries.
But soon, Zhang Shaoyang's expression turned grim, eyes filled with sorrow.
"Shaoyang! Senior Brother!"
Yang Ping'er stumbled over with difficulty and said, "How is your father, he..."
Zhang Shaoyang hesitated, "Father's injuries are severe, he must rest quietly, otherwise..."
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
At this moment, Zhang Yongkang also began to cough violently, waking up. He suddenly grabbed Zhang Shaoyang's arm and said, "Quick, quick... Thundercloud Peak isn't dead yet..."
What?
"Boom!"
