C388 Alive
Feng Yixuan was the one that flew back from the sky.1
Feng Yixuan had her eyes closed, her delicate features stained with some dust. The most important part of her body was her clothes. The explosive force had burnt off eighty percent of her body, leaving behind only some cloth to cover the most important parts.
"It's good that he's alive, it's good that he's alive!"
Ye Xiaofan immediately ran up. He didn't notice that the bottle was left on the ground. He reached out his hand to catch Feng Yixuan's body. His face was filled with joy as he said with a choked voice.
What Ye Xiaofan didn't know was that at the critical moment when Zhen Caili was about to pinch the Sky Tremor Bomb, Yang Wencheng used all of his strength and threw Feng Yixuan away.
"It's a good thing that I have the Wood Spirit Body and can heal injuries."
Ye Xiaofan gently placed Feng Yixuan's soft body on a rock. After muttering to himself, he prepared to treat her.
Feng Yixuan's upper body fell to the ground slowly due to the excessive movements. Ye Xiaofan looked at the scene in front of him and his eyes widened. His face was burning hot and blood was flowing rapidly, as if he was about to spurt out a nosebleed.
"Whew ~"
Ye Xiaofan let out a long breath to suppress his excitement. He found two leaves and covered the important part of Feng Yixuan's body once again.
After finishing all of this, Ye Xiaofan sat cross-legged in front of Feng Yixuan and slowly raised his arms. Wood attributed Genuine Qi flowed out of his Immortality and floated within his meridians before appearing in the palms of his hands.
"Buzz buzz …"
Waves of green wood Genuine Qi, for a moment, filled the air with a warm and refreshing aura. Under Ye Xiaofan's control, the Genuine Qi was slowly channeled into Feng Yixuan's body.
"..."
"I never thought that this group of vicious people would actually have soul weapons!"
Ye Xiaofan had bitten off a piece of the mixed Yuan Li Glass Bottle that was left behind in the distance and a black fog floated out from the gap in the bottle.
"If it wasn't for this little kid, this emperor would have probably died today!"
After Great Emperor of Desolation's remnant soul escaped from the Immemorial Glass Bottle's shackles, his heart surged with a monstrous rage. He, a dignified Divinity Expert, had almost lost his life in the hands of a group of Half-step Incarnation s.
If not for Ye Xiaofan, the consequences would have been obvious.
"Sigh …" Even if This Emperor is able to escape from this Sea of Bitterness, my death will not be too far off. "
Great Emperor of Desolation's remnant soul had shrunk to the size of an ordinary person and his body was somewhat illusory. Standing on the ground, he stared at Ye Xiaofan in the distance and sighed while shaking his head.
His remaining soul energy was not even 1% of his original strength, and as time passed, it would continue to weaken. Not to mention that he had used a cultivation technique to store the soul fragments into the Primordius Glass Bottle. The soul fragments were continuously being refined, making them even weaker.
If there were no surprises, then his soul could stay here for another three days. After three days, it would disappear from this world forever.
"This is …" Wood-type spiritual roots! "
Great Emperor of Desolation was attracted by Ye Xiaofan's Genuine Qi and a look of shock surfaced on his face.
A wood attribute Genuine Qi was able to cause one's bones to turn white. Once cultivated to an extremely high level, one's spirit could even be reconstituted as a body and completely resurrected.
"He's still too weak. If I want to reach the body/body remoulding condition, I'll have to cross the tribulation realm at the very least."
"By that time, this Emperor will probably have been dead for who knows how many years."
"Forget it, life and death have their own destinies. There's no need to think so much …"
When Great Emperor of Desolation saw the excitement that just came from his body, he became gloomy again. He bitterly smiled, then brought along some cool breeze and disappeared on the spot.
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