Most were already dead. The few who remained were on the brink of death, their breathing shallow.
"Feng~!" Ouyang Chen shrieked, collapsing onto a body covered in bloody gashes. He screamed his name, his voice raw with anguish.
He frantically performed chest compressions, then leaned in to breathe into his mouth.
The sight jolted Feng Moxi to her senses.
She rushed over.
A young man, completely caked in blood, lay motionless on the ground.
"Little Shadow, check on him, quickly!" Feng Moxi's voice trembled, thick with unshed tears.
'Since my rebirth, this is the first time I've felt such genuine sorrow and pity.'
Little Shadow didn't dare hesitate. A faint green light instantly wrapped around Ouyang Feng's chest.
It staunched the bleeding, fighting to save him.
Ignoring the weeping Ouyang Chen, Feng Moxi channeled a beam of Spirit Light into Ouyang Feng's meridians.
It slowly soothed his long-withered meridians.
A moment later, Ouyang Feng's heart gave a sudden, soft beat.
