With just a glance, Jian Wushuang realized that Feng Qi's current situation was much more serious than he had imagined.
Her shattered soul was like wisps of smoke that could not stop dissipating. It could no longer be condensed.
If she did not belong to the Phoenix Clan, one of the three ancient clans, the Virtual God's attack would have been enough to kill Feng Qi.
Perhaps sensing the entry of an external force, a handsome young man with a bare upper body stood up. Just as he was about to fly into a rage, the anger in his eyes turned into loneliness and sadness when he saw that it was Jian Wushuang.
"How's the situation? Do you need me to do anything?" Jian Wushuang quickly walked forward and asked.
The handsome young man wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, he said, "I'm afraid that the patriarch won't be able to get through this time."
Jian Wushuang's heart sank when he heard that. "That's impossible. Can't the Phoenix Clan be reborn through nirvana? I've seen Feng Qi perform it before. She quickly recovered from a near-death state."
"That's right. The Phoenix Clan can indeed undergo nirvana, but the patriarch's soul has already dissipated. We can't even wake the patriarch up. How can she undergo nirvana?" The handsome young man's eyes were dim. "Even the descendants of the Phoenix Clan can't wake her up."
Looking at the Spirit that could not be suppressed and dissipated even in the Nirvana Great Array, Feng Qi was afraid that if this continued, she would really lose her life.
Without thinking, Jian Wushuang said directly, "Can you let me enter the formation? I want to give it a try. "
A hint of hesitation flashed across the handsome young man's eyes. However, before he could say anything, Jian Wushuang directly walked into the formation.
An anxious voice came from behind him. "You must hurry up. I'm afraid that the patriarch might die at any time."
Taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang came to the center of the formation. He looked at Feng Qi, who had her eyes closed as if she was in a deep sleep. He slowly sat in front of her.
"I'm here."
The hot little flame dissipated with the wind.
Jian Wushuang talked about his past to Feng Qi as if he was having a heart-to-heart talk with her. From the first time they met to the time they fought side by side, he described everything with great familiarity.
"I'm very grateful for everything you've done. You saved my life in Rodu, and you also saved my wife's life in the foreign battleground. I owe you two lives now. If you don't wake up, I'm afraid I won't be able to repay you."
"After you wake up, I will promise you or the Phoenixes three promises. No matter where I am in the future, these three promises will always be effective."
"In addition, I feel that in the coming years, the Divine Power Universe will not have a woman like you. That would be too boring."
His calm words were accompanied by hair-thin flames that spread throughout the array formation.
The handsome young man, who was like an ant on a hot pan outside the formation, also stopped in his tracks. His eyes were fixed on the center of the formation.
Feng Qi's divine sense, which had been constantly dissipating, stopped dissipating. At the same time, the scattered divine sense began to transform into the little fire phoenix's appearance before quickly withdrawing back into her body.
Jian Wushuang was overjoyed to see this. He immediately slit open his left wrist, and the divine blood that belonged to a super perfect living being's physique dripped onto the left side of Feng Qi's body.
The divine blood, which contained vigorous and resilient life force, quickly repaired and nourished Feng Qi's shattered body like vines.
Her skin was replenishing at a rate visible to the naked eye, and all of her meridians were being repaired.
Meanwhile, Feng Qi's pale face was also regaining color at a rate visible to the naked eye.
After an indeterminate period of time, Feng Qi slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Jian Wushuang, who was using the divine blood to nourish her body, and said softly, "I heard everything you said just now."
Jian Wushuang, who was already feeling a little dizzy, forced a smile onto his face. "It's good that you heard it. If you didn't, I would have said it for nothing."
"Were you serious about everything you said?" Feng Qi continued to ask.
Jian Wushuang nodded. "Of, of course."
A hint of elation appeared on Feng Qi's face. She didn't notice Jian Wushuang's increasingly pale face at all. "You don't owe me anything. I saved you out of my own volition."
After bleeding for close to half an incense stick's worth of time, even Jian Wushuang was on the verge of collapsing.
"Hurry, hurry up and undergo nirvana. I can't hold on much longer …"
Only then did Feng Qi come to her senses. She hurriedly propped herself up and covered the wound on Jian Wushuang's wrist with her hand. "You're such an idiot. You've lost so much essence blood. Aren't you afraid of damaging your essence?!"
Jian Wushuang slowly shook his head. "Don't worry about me for now … Your business is more important. Don't delay it."
"Then wait for me here. Don't leave no matter what." Feng Qi bit down on her lips. "If you leave, then I won't proceed either."
Jian Wushuang felt dizzy. He couldn't do anything but nod repeatedly.
Feng Qi smiled, turned around, and walked away.
In front of her, a barrier that was emitting blazing and terrifying flames had completely opened up.
A pair of fiery wings suddenly sprouted from Feng Qi's back. Then, she entered the barrier's fiery domain.
As soon as her feet left the ground, Jian Wushuang fainted in the center of the formation core.
Due to the ancestor's orders, the descendants of the Phoenix Clan didn't dare to step into the formation rashly. They could only scratch their heads and control the fire to make Jian Wushuang feel as comfortable as possible …
Time trickled by. Two days later, tens of thousands of flaming feathers suddenly flew out of the fiery domain barrier that had been calm all this time.
At the same time, an exceptionally handsome woman with a pair of fiery wings on her back rushed out.
After successfully undergoing nirvana, Feng Qi rushed directly to the unconscious Jian Wushuang in the center of the formation core.
She raised her hand and slit her wrist. The divine blood that carried the ancestral phoenix aura dripped into Jian Wushuang's mouth.
When the handsome youth standing at the outermost edge saw this, he hurriedly said, "Ancestor, you mustn't!"
Feng Qi turned a deaf ear to him. The divine blood of the Phoenix Clan's ancestral bloodline was still dripping into his mouth at a uniform speed.
"Absorb it. You must absorb more."
When the divine blood of the Phoenix Clan's ancestral bloodline entered his throat, the tens of thousands of meridians in Jian Wushuang's body started burning at the same time.
At the same time, a phoenix shadow that spread its wings and let out a long cry appeared in the center of his chest like a living creature.
After thinking for a while, Feng Qi stretched out her right hand and quickly drew a pattern on Jian Wushuang's left arm.
Immediately, a simple phoenix totem appeared and then hid under her skin.
After doing all this, Feng Qi giggled like a child. Then, she returned to her usual cold and aloof appearance.
When the ancestral blood of the Phoenix Clan in Jian Wushuang's body reached a saturated level, Feng Qi withdrew her hand.
Everything was calm. Jian Wushuang fell into a deep sleep again.
Feng Qi walked out of the formation slowly and said indifferently, "You guys stay here and take good care of Palace Master Wushuang. Once there's news of him waking up, inform me."
The handsome youth nodded in agreement. Then, he continued to activate the formation carefully.
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