His heart had already vanished, and a residual sword aura lingered in his wound, causing a steady stream of blood to gush out.
"Ran, what... what happened to you?"
An elder with trembling lips supported Guo Ran, who was on the brink of collapse. Placing his palm on Guo Ran's back, he channeled spiritual energy directly into the residual sword aura in his wound.
Subsequently, the injury began to heal slowly.
However, despite this, Guo Ran's eyes gradually dimmed.
With a bitter smile, he shook his head: "Master, save your energy, at my level, without a heart, there can be no survival."
"I didn't expect that my disciple would die before me, leaving me without care in my old age!"
The elder's eyes moistened immediately: "What exactly happened? Why did it turn out this way?"
Guo Ran shook his head with a bitter smile: "Today, I learned how great the gap is between me and the real heaven genius, Jiang Yuan is too terrifying!"