Feng Ying had sustained most of her injuries from Zhang Jiu and Lu Jian.

Residual toxins and the discarnate soul’s bleak power still lingered inside of her.

At this moment, they were quietly corroding Feng Ying’s flesh bit by bit.

The Spirit God Sect secret magics Lu Jian had used contained bizarre, decaying power, which was stopping Feng Ying, who practiced wood-attributed incantations, from drawing wood power from her spiritual sea to heal her injuries.

Besides, since Feng Ying had consumed too much power running and battling, her vortex of wood power was almost drained.

Therefore, she could do nothing to stop the two destructive forces from causing her more and more internal damage.

“Residual power from a discarnate soul...” After a brief moment of pondering, Nie Tian channeled a bit of his soul power into Feng Ying’s body.

The residual power from the discarnate soul seemed very restless inside of Feng Ying, as it kept surging up towards Feng Ying’s neck in an attempt to rush through her neck to ravage her soul.

However, the wisps of Nie Tian’s soul power eliminated...