Chapter 3860
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Chu Li pressed his palms together.
Zhao Yancheng looked at the three heads without changing his expression and looked at Chu Li with a playful smile. "Ding Ru, you can save them now!"
Zhao Zhenghe shook his head helplessly. "Father, you're deliberately making things difficult for them. How can they be saved when their heads have been cut off?"
Their heads could not be reattached, right?
Zhao Yancheng scoffed. "What is divine power? It's something that can't be done by others! If you can't bring the dead back to life, it's a trick. Ding Ru, what about your divine power? "
Chu Li sighed. "Your Majesty, I'll start now."
He pointed at the heads of the three people. "Please help me put the heads back."
Zhao Yancheng waved his hand. "Listen to him!"
Three Protectors came over and put the three heads back. At this time, the three heads had their eyes closed and were dead. There was no longer any vitality. Even if the spiritual energy in this world was rich and pure, and the people were full of vitality, they were still dead after their heads were cut off.
The three heads were put back to their original positions and attached to their necks. The three Protectors did not let go.
At this time, the blood on their bodies had been completely drained. The ground was covered in fresh blood and almost stained the basilica. The smell of blood was nauseating, but the people in the hall did not change their expressions.
Zhao Yancheng looked at Chu Li with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with ridicule.
Zhao Zhenghe looked at Chu Li worriedly.
Even if he was confident in Chu Li's divine power, he was still worried in this situation. If their heads were not cut off, they could be saved. However, if their heads were cut off, not only would they die, but they would also suffer external injuries. Even if they were saved, the external injuries alone could kill them.
Moreover, their blood had been drained. How could they come back to life?
Chu Li squatted down and gently extended his left hand to touch the foreheads of the three people. Then, he stood up and took a step back. He bowed to Zhao Yancheng with pressed palms. "Your Majesty, it's done!"
"They're alive?" Zhao Yancheng smiled faintly and curled his lips.
Chu Li nodded. "They're alive."
As soon as he finished speaking, the three people on the ground suddenly moaned and slowly opened their eyes. However, their faces were pale and they looked confused.
Everyone in the hall widened their eyes and looked at the three of them in disbelief.
The three of them touched their necks and turned their heads around. Their eyes finally became clear, and then they saw that they were lying in a pool of blood. The smell of blood rushed into their nostrils and into their brains, and they couldn't help but want to vomit.
"Good!" Zhao Zhenghe couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration.
Zhao Yancheng stared at the three and waved his hand. "Let them get up!"
The guards carried the three of them. Their bodies were already dyed red, and the smell of blood was getting stronger.
Zhao Yancheng snorted and said, "Take them away, change their clothes and bring them to Xuan Yuan Palace. Tell Zhang Wuniu to come and take a look at them!"
"Yes!" The white-haired Gu Yuanhe bowed and answered. He waved his hand and left with the three guards.
The three guards carried the three people who had just come back to life and left together.
Chu Li, Zhao Yancheng, and Zhao Zhenghe walked out of the basilica together. The four Protectors followed them outside the basilica and walked into the basilica at the side.
Along the way, Zhao Yancheng did not say a word. He clasped his hands behind his back and frowned, his footsteps slow.
Zhao Zhenghe was so excited that he asked in a low voice, "Master, can cutting off the head bring the dead back to life?"
Chu Li nodded.
"What about the injuries on his body?" Zhao Zhenghe frowned and said, "His head is gone, and his blood is all drained. Can he recover in one go? Will I die a second time? "
Chu Li smiled and said, "If that's the case, it's not a divine power."
"Did he recover directly?" Zhao Zhenghe was surprised.
Chu Li smiled and said, "Wasn't Yuerong like this back then?"
Zhao Zhenghe was stunned, then he nodded and sighed. "I've underestimated this divine power!"
Zhao Yancheng walked with his hands behind his back, as if he did not hear them.
Soon, they entered Xuan Yuan Palace. Zhao Yancheng sat behind the desk on the stairs in the middle of the hall, waved his sleeve and scoffed. "Sit!"
Zhao Yancheng and Chu Li sat on two chairs at the bottom of the stairs.
Zhao Yancheng picked up a book and flipped through it. He looked calm as if he was not shocked by the divine power.
After a while, the three prisoners were brought in again. They were still tied up, but they had changed into clean clothes, their hair was neatly combed, and their faces were washed. It was obvious that they had taken a bath.
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