"What is happening?!" Lu Feng cried out in panic.
He tried to yank his hands away, but the wild chain reaction had already taken hold. The raw vital energy he pumped into the patient acted like dry twigs on an open flame.
Inside the wounded disciple's chest, the demonic fire flared with savage fury, crashing straight into the bone-freezing frost. The disciple's chest bulged outward as his skin turned purple.
"The rampant energy is tearing his body apart!" an elder shouted from the gallery in horror.
Master Lu Song's face turned pale.
"Suppress the clash before the fire reaches his heart!"
The four Master Physicians rushed forward in unison, channeling their medical qi to stabilize the runaway reaction. The grand hall descended into chaos as disciples jumped from their seats in dread.
Before the masters could make contact, a figure appeared before them.
Bai Qingxian stood beside the patient. Behind her, Ye Lingxi arrived carrying a silver basin.
