"Hold on with admiring yourself, try and see if you can transfer these injuries back." Sheng Yanlin, who had been observing closely, suddenly said.
Yang Xiao was momentarily stunned and turned to look at him, "Transfer back, back to where?"
"Of course, back to your own body." Using his Wisdom Stick to tap the ground, Sheng Yanlin urged Yang Xiao to act quickly.
Sheng Yanlin wasn't a boring man; if he asked Yang Xiao to do this, he must have seen something. Yang Xiao steadied his mind and once again pressed his hand on the forehead of this Fierce Level Apostle, while the other looked at him with eyes full of despair.
For a brief moment, Yang Xiao couldn't help but think, perhaps this was how those pathetic souls looked at Mei Chaofeng when they were killed by the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
Yang Xiao's fingers hooked like claws, barely grabbing the top of this person's skull, and the Ghost Skin ability was activated once again.
