When all the evidence heaped onto the Spirit Lord and overwhelmed him, the smile at the bottom of Situ Heng's eyes almost became impossible to suppress.
A cold voice suddenly sounded.
"The soul would be ripped apart? Are you talking about me?"
The moment this familiar voice was heard, everyone in the room opened their eyes wide and immediately turned towards the source of the voice.
They didn't know when the supposedly weak Jun Wu Xie who was lying on the bed had actually sat up. Although her body was still translucent, but her spirit was much better.
For a moment, everyone looked at Jun Wu Xie incredulously and the trace of laughter revealed on Situ Heng's face was frozen the moment he saw her get up. He looked at her in disbelief, incredibly shocked by what he saw. He simply couldn't believe it, how could she still speak in that condition?
