“Heh. Your arm is crippled? Come, let me take a look at it!” Gu Jun was no longer depressed as his eyes lit up and walked over. When he examined Mei Zihua’s arm, the arm was weakly dangling down, and even the muscles had withered. He then grabbed Mei Zihua’s arm and swung it around with a serious expression. “This arm? It really seems to be crippled now.”

“How is it?” Mei Zihua asked nervously. He had already noticed something strange when he activated the Black Thunder Chains earlier. The chains were incredibly heavy, and it was painful for his arm when the Profound Lightning Sacred Flame blazed.

He was nearly dragged over by the Silver-Eyed Demonspirit. If Lin Yun hadn’t helped him out, the outcome might’ve been completely different. When he slightly recovered his strength, he was shocked to see that he couldn’t muster any strength in his arm.

“Does it hurt?” Gu Jun swung his arm around, but his arm was like a sleeve flinging around.

“It doesn’t hurt.” A glimmer of hope ignited in Mei Zihua’s heart, and he asked, “Can it still be saved?”

“It’s fine.”...