After a moment, Lan Waihu decided to sit still and did not move an inch. It looked like her bodily movements had been restricted by a locking spell. Luckily, she seemed unharmed.
In that brief moment, Yan Chen finally had the time to realize the severity of his wound. Lan Waihu's knife had almost cut his heart open. Any ordinary mortal would have already been long gone by now. Fortunately, his level-ten spiritual power was the life support that he needed.
If Lan Waihu had driven the knife any deeper, nothing would be able to save his life. His wound needed immediate medical attention. There was no time to lose.
Di Fuyi had to leave Lan Waihu aside and assist Yan Chen with his injuries first. Di Hao already told him that Yan Chen must be kept alive; otherwise, bad things were going to happen.