Inheritance Power

The youth's eyes turned blood-red.

Zhao Shuning had also used all her strength when she had pulled the dragon bone. The young man was still swaying due to the pain. Both of Zhao Shuning's hands had also been cut by the sharp dragon bone.

Blood flowed from the dragon bone into the youth's wounds.

Zhao Shuning's blood started to emit a faint glow, and under the nourishment of the blood, the young man's wounds started to gradually become paler.

The youth's shrill cry was much weaker than before.

Zhao Shuning let out a sigh of relief as she gathered her last bit of strength and pulled the dragon bone out of its root.

Finally, it was complete.

Zhao Shuningli was lying paralyzed on the ground, gasping for air.

The young man was the same.

At this moment, his forehead and even his entire body was drenched in sweat. In the air, there was the smell of blood and sweat, and the smell was rather pungent.