Purge (3)

Boom!

The broken bricks and tiles in the ruins were directly shattered into powder by the powerful force surging out of Wang Yi's palm. At the same time, the ground shone.

The human martial artists, whose limbs were originally bound and whose fear and vitality had been absorbed by the Yang God Race, were quietly lying in the light.

Their expressions were peaceful and quiet. There was no longer the fear and despair from before. It was as if they had fallen asleep.

Even their bodies, which had dried up due to the excessive loss of their essence, energy, and spirit, had recovered greatly at this moment. Their bodies became lustrous once again.

Wang Yi had already discovered these human martial artists earlier, so when he destroyed the courtyard, he naturally split his strength to protect them.

He extended his spiritual power again and discovered that they were fine other than some damage to their foundations. They would recover in a few months.