Li Xuan glanced at Jiao Li, and quickly understood the extent of his injuries.
His Divine Soul was damaged, his essence and blood were almost entirely depleted, more than half of his flesh had been charred by lightning, and even the Heavenly Earth Lingji he had cultivated into his Divine Soul was on the verge of disintegrating.
He was a martial artist who was even stronger than Huang Liang, having cultivated two strands of Heavenly Earth Lingji.
However, at this moment, he was severely injured and bordering on uselessness.
Especially his injury to the Divine Soul, which made him unable to concentrate, often distracts him and he had to focus over 90% of his attention on maintaining the integrity of the Heavenly Earth Lingji, to prevent it from crumbling.
This led to him being even more prone to distraction, and he would occasionally shake his head in an attempt to alleviate the distracted state of his mind.