Mei Hengkong, the strongest man in Divine Bird City, was still upright. He had only one leg left, and his old walking stick kept his unconscious body from falling. His grip remained locked around it even though he no longer had the strength to stand without its support.
His body was covered in burns, cuts, and puncture wounds, with damage extending beneath the skin. Blood dripped from him onto the ruined courtyard. It was difficult to find a part of him that had escaped the fight unscathed.
His breathing was so faint that one could barely hear it even after placing their ear under his very nose.
His feeble aura was no different from those of early Fang Fighters who were just achieving their bloodline awakening.
The faint breathing and thread of aura were almost the only signs that he was still alive.
