Even though Wang Dadong was about to exhaust the last drop of Golden Blood in his body, it still wasn't enough!
The energy needed to heal something at the Hermit-level was simply too much.
Far beyond what Wang Dadong had imagined.
At this moment, there was still a walnut-sized hole in Yanyu's chest, appalling to the eyes.
It appeared that eighty percent of Yanyu's wound had repaired, but the remaining twenty percent would require even more Golden Blood than what had already been spent to complete the healing.
The saying "Ninety li is still only half of a hundred li" explains this situation.
"What should I do, what on earth can I do?!" Wang Dadong was anxious and distraught. The Golden Blood was exhausted, yet he couldn't heal Yanyu, leaving him utterly at a loss.
Does he really have to just watch his senior sister die?
