"Can he really be awakened?"
Meng Chong's face lit up with joy at the news.
That sword injury had indeed inflicted a serious wound on Hong Ting, but the most troublesome aspect was his persistent coma, eroded by the Depraved Witchcraft Power.
As long as the Depraved Witchcraft Power remained within him, Hong Ting would never recover, effectively crippled.
"Waking him up isn't the big issue; it's curing him that's difficult."
Xu Yan tossed a pill to Luo Zhan, saying, "This is a pill. Once it enters his body, he should quickly awake."
Luo Zhan looked at the pill in his hand in astonishment. With his keen spiritual senses, he was of course aware of the pill's exceptional quality.
Waving his hand, he allowed the pill to merge into Hong Ting's body. Since Xu Yan was here, the drug was guaranteed not to be poisonous; otherwise, it would mean certain death for him.
Soon after the pill entered Hong Ting's body, accompanied by several pained groans, Hong Ting slowly opened his eyes.