After the white light energy surged into his body, Zhao Yu felt an itchy sensation in his left arm, which had been broken just moments ago.
Subsequently, the twisted nerves miraculously reconnected at that moment.
Previously, when his arm broke, there was a disconnection between Zhao Yu's neural consciousness and his arm.
In his mind, he was controlling his arm to raise, but in reality, the arm twisted in another direction.
This frightened him from exerting force on his left arm, fearing that the more he used it, the more severely it would twist, possibly beyond repair.
With the influx of the white light energy, the broken bones and nerves healed themselves.
Zhao Yu was managed to lift his arm and control his arm now.
"It's healed..."
He looked surprised and relieved. If his arm had remained broken, the situation would have been perilous.