Whoosh!
After the battle ended, a black shadow appeared.
It was none other than Jiang Shuihan, the Great Commander of the Moon God Palace.
"He only used one move. Is he that strong?" Looking at the falling middle-aged man, Jiang Shuihan frowned slightly. His dark eyes flashed with a touch of seriousness.
Jiang Shuihan was in the Late-stage of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, so he was stronger than the middle-aged man.
"You must be Mang Hun of the Craftsmen Guild, right? Show yourself, "Jiang Shuihan suddenly said in an extremely cold voice.
Whoosh!
As soon as Jiang Shuihan's voice fell, a black shadow appeared. It was a middle-aged man with long white hair, wearing a black brocade robe. He was expressionless and looked very cold.
"As expected of the Great Commander of the Moon God Palace." This man was Mang Hun of the Craftsmen Guild.
The two of them had been secretly watching the battle between Feng Wuchen and the middle-aged man.
The reason why Jiang Shuihan didn't help was because of Mang Hun's existence. Mang Hun's restraint made Jiang Shuihan not dare to act rashly.
Glancing at Mang Hun coldly, Jiang Shuihan said in a gloomy voice, "The Craftsmen Guild is really bold to make an enemy of the Spirit Emperor."
"I'm just following orders. How dare I make an enemy of the Spirit Emperor?" Mang Hun said expressionlessly.
"Bai Hun?" Jiang Shuihan narrowed his eyes and said fiercely, "It seems that the Craftsmen Guild doesn't need to exist anymore!"
Mang Hun didn't answer. His figure flashed and disappeared.
"After the Heavenly Sovereign fell asleep, these traitors became more and more rampant!" Jiang Shuihan was furious. The veins on his face bulged, making him look very scary.
"Second Brother, rest in peace. I will avenge you!" Jiang Shuihan said fiercely, clenching his fists.
.....
After killing the Moon God Palace expert with one move, Feng Wuchen had returned to the Heavenly Shadow Pavilion in the Spirit Capital.
"Pavilion Master, Feng Ying is back!" An assassin entered the main hall to report.
"That's great! He's finally back! "Tian Ming was overjoyed. He rushed out of the hall with excitement and anticipation.
"Pavilion Master, is it really possible to bring the dead back to life?" Qing Liu was still shocked.
"That depends on the situation." Ying Hun smiled faintly and walked out of the hall.
Feng Wuchen had just arrived at the Sun and Moon Lake when Tian Ming rushed out of the main hall.
"Kazekage! You're finally back! Quick, I've already prepared a gentle spirit liquid. Quickly try and see if you can condense Ling 'er's soul body. "Tian Ming shouted excitedly.
Seeing Tian Ming's impatient look, Feng Wuchen smiled helplessly.
Feng Wuchen could also understand Tian Ming's feelings. If it were anyone else, they would be as anxious as Tian Ming.
"Don't worry, Big Brother Tian Ming. You can't be careless about condensing Ling 'er's soul. You need to do it step by step," said Feng Wuchen with a smile.
"Right, right, right! He couldn't afford to be careless! We can't be careless! "Tianming hurriedly nodded. He was even more excited when he saw Feng Wuchen's confident smile.
If he didn't have enough confidence, how could Feng Wuchen smile?
"Kazekage, this is a gentle spirit liquid that I asked a Heaven Grade alchemist to refine. The medicinal power is very weak, but it can expel the cold from Ling 'er's body." Tian Ming quickly handed a jade bottle to Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen glanced at the spirit liquid and shook his head. "Big Brother Tian Ming, this spirit liquid won't work. It has too many impurities. You know that Ling 'er has been in the ice coffin for decades. Her body is already frozen. This spirit liquid won't work. She needs a purer spirit liquid."
"A purer spirit liquid?" Tian Ming said anxiously. "Where are we going to find it? The powerful alchemists of the Saint Manor are nowhere to be found. The best alchemists in Lingdu are only in the Heaven Grade. "
"Don't worry, Big Brother Tian Ming. The spirit liquid isn't the most important thing. The most important thing is to condense Ling 'er's soul. Ling' er's body has been frozen for decades. Even if the cold can be expelled, I'm afraid there will be many sequelae." Feng Wuchen said seriously.
After a pause, Feng Wuchen continued, "So, I plan to rebuild Ling 'er's body. It's not difficult for an alchemist. The difficult part is that it will be difficult to integrate the newly condensed soul into the new body."
Ying Hun nodded slightly and said, "Kazekage is right. It's Old Man's negligence."
"Kazekage, you're an alchemist?" Qing Liu asked in shock, his eyes wide open.
"Yes." Feng Wuchen nodded.
"You … Aren't you an alchemist and an inscriptionist?" Tian Ming asked in shock, looking at Feng Wuchen with a stiff expression.
"Can't an alchemist be an alchemist?" Feng Wuchen asked.
"A divine-grade alchemist! An inscriptionist, and now an alchemist … "Qing Liu was completely stunned on the spot.
After a while, Feng Wuchen's group arrived at Tian Ming's palace.
"Big Brother Tian Ming, leave Ling 'er's remnant soul to me." Feng Wuchen said.
Tian Ming bent his hand, and a faint blue halo appeared in his palm. The aura was very weak.
Looking at the extremely weak, almost negligible soul, Feng Wuchen's heart suddenly felt like it had been hit by something. Moved, his eyes couldn't help but redden.
This was a great father. In order to save his daughter, that weak wisp of soul had been preserved perfectly for decades.
Even if it was an extremely slim chance, Tian Ming didn't give up.
Urging his soul power, Feng Wuchen waved his hand, and the weak soul floated into Feng Wuchen's hand.
Nourished by Feng Wuchen's soul power, the faint blue light of Ling 'er's weak soul suddenly became stronger.
"Wind Shadow, please." Tian Ming said with a trembling voice. At this moment, he was very nervous and very expectant.
"I'll do my best." Feng Wuchen nodded.
Because of Tian Ming's love for his daughter, Feng Wuchen would use up all his soul power to condense Ling 'er's soul.
Under Feng Wuchen's control, the faint blue soul floated in the air.
Feng Wuchen sat down cross-legged and formed a seal with his hands.
His soul power suddenly increased, and the aura of the faint blue soul in the air slowly became stronger.
Feng Wuchen's hand gestures changed constantly, and one after another, domineering and vigorous soul power after another was released. The aura of the faint blue soul skyrocketed again.
As time passed, two hours later, the faint blue soul began to wriggle, and slowly transformed into an illusory figure. It was the figure of a little girl.
"Ling 'er!" Seeing the familiar little girl, Tian Ming's tears fell, and his heart was filled with excitement.
Tian Ming had waited for decades, and finally, this day had come.
"It actually condensed!" Qing Liu was dumbfounded, and his heart was filled with shock.
Feng Wuchen was completely using his vigorous soul power to forcefully strengthen Ling 'er's soul.
Soon, as his soul power was greatly consumed, Feng Wuchen's face gradually turned pale.
Seeing Feng Wuchen's pale face, Ying Hun frowned and thought, "It seems that condensing a soul consumes a lot of soul power. Even a Sky Immortal rank soul power is so strenuous."
"Wind Shadow! You must hold on! " Tian Ming looked on nervously, and his breathing was suppressed. He knew that this was the most critical moment.
(End of Chapter)
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