Several burly men moved aside the debris, he should have died, a beam just happened to block the falling boulder, his body wasn't injured too much, the real cause of death came from that fatal palm strike.,They scrambled to carry him out, placing him on the ground. Nourished by the mysterious liquid, his body was mostly unharmed. He sat up straight.,Liu WuXie's face darkened, but he couldn't find a way to refute it.。