The Abyssal Master waved his hand, and branches appeared out of thin air, with a man tightly bound in their midst.
This man was tall, with a bare upper body, and the branches pierced through his chest and abdomen, extending out his back.
With each breath, these branches continuously drew out blood.
The man hung his head low, seemingly lost in a coma.
Xue An's face became extremely grim.
The Abyssal Master smiled and said, "His vitality is the strongest I've ever seen. Despite all this prolonged extraction, he's still not dead! Instead, he has nourished countless Bloody Sea Ghost Flame Fruits. Alas! Such high-quality fruit, but no one can taste it this year!"
"What do you think? Do you want him to wake up?"
Despite asking, the Abyssal Master flicked his finger.
The branches, which were madly extracting blood, instantly stopped and shriveled slightly.
At the same time.
Tian Zena's body trembled lightly, then slowly lifted his head.
