On the stage, Feng Zhengxiong, Xiao Qingqing, and the rest of the Feng Family were panicking.
Feng Wuchen's injuries were very serious. The sword pierced through his Qi Sea and dyed the stage red.
"Grand Elder, how are Chen 'er's injuries?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously.
"Bring Wuchen back to heal immediately!" The Feng Family's Grand Elder, Feng Qianyang, said solemnly.
"Preposterous!" Hearing Feng Qianyang's words, Feng Zhengxiong was enraged. His murderous aura burst out unreservedly, "Mo Qianshan! If Chen 'er doesn't live past today, I won't forgive your Mo Family! "
"This has nothing to do with me. If Patriarch Feng really wants to deal with my Mo Family, Old Man will be waiting for you." Patriarch Mo replied indifferently and left without looking back.
Even if Feng Zhengxiong had broken through to the ninth level of the Origin Transformation Realm, Patriarch Mo was not afraid.
"Patriarch Feng, I forgot to tell you that Ling 'er is now a student of the Sky Flame Academy. Putting aside the fact that Feng Wuchen stabbed himself, even if Ling' er killed him, your Feng Family can't do anything. With the Sky Flame Academy and my Huangfu Family, if you want to deal with the Mo Family, you have to consider your own strength." The young man on the stage sneered proudly.
After laughing proudly for a while, the young man said, "Do you know what a sixth-grade Martial Spirit means? I have never heard of a sixth-grade Martial Spirit genius in Wushuang City, let alone a girl. Even in the Sky Flame Academy, Ling 'er is outstanding. "
After saying that, the young man left as well.
"Sky Flame Academy?" Feng Zhengxiong's expression changed, but he didn't think too much about it. He hurriedly left with the heavily injured Feng Wuchen.
Compared to that, Feng Wuchen's life was more important.
"Mo Ling 'er has been recruited by the Sky Flame Academy? When did this happen? "
"She is indeed the number one genius of Wushuang City. Mo Ling 'er has been recruited by the Sky Flame Academy!"
"With a sixth-grade Martial Spirit and such powerful talent, it would be strange if the Sky Flame Academy didn't recruit her! Mo Ling 'er's future achievements are boundless! "
"With such amazing talent, if it were me, I would do the same. With such great talent, there are indeed better choices. Feng Wuchen, you can't blame Mo Ling 'er."
Everyone was shocked. Such a genius made the people of Wushuang City envious.
Mo Ling 'er's entry into the Skyflame Academy meant that her status had become even higher. Feng Wuchen was even less qualified to associate with her.
.....
The main hall of the Feng Clan was completely silent. The faces of the upper echelons were filled with worry and anxiety.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Qianyang appeared in the hall with a sad and helpless look on his old face.
"Great Elder, how is Chen 'er?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously. Everyone looked at Feng Qianyang.
Feng Qianyang helplessly shook his head and said, "Wuchen's injuries are too severe. His Dantian is damaged and his cultivation has dropped to the 2nd level of the Body Refinement Stage. With Old Man's strength as a First Grade Alchemist, he can't save Wuchen."
"Great Elder, do you mean that Chen 'er won't survive?" Feng Zheng Xiong asked in a panic, his eyes fixed on Feng Qianyang.
"Great Elder, quickly think of a way! You must save Chen 'er! "Xiao Qingqing broke down when she heard, her tears falling like rain.
Feng Qianyang shook his head again and said with a sigh, "Unless it's a Third Grade Alchemist refining it. But where can Wushuang City find a Third Grade Alchemist?"
Hearing this, Feng Zheng Xiong sat down in despair. Feng Qianyang's words were undoubtedly sentencing Feng Wuchen to death.
"Mo Ling 'er!" The eldest son, Feng Yuan, gnashed his teeth and clenched his fists. He said furiously, "I absolutely won't spare you! If Third Brother doesn't survive, I'll definitely bury you with him! "
"Great Elder, is there really no other way?" Xiao Qingqing asked while crying bitterly. She was unwilling to give up even if there was a trace of hope.
"Old Man is truly powerless. Wuchen doesn't have much time left. You can go and take one last look at him." Feng Qianyang shook his head again.
Grief and anger spread out in the hall.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen was still unconscious. His life force was very weak and could die at any time.
However, not long after, a miraculous scene happened!
The sword wound on the unconscious Feng Wuchen's Dantian healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!
In the next second, Feng Wuchen's eyes widened. It was as if he had been held in water for a few hours. He desperately breathed in and out. It was as if he had a nightmare. His head was covered in cold sweat and his face was pale with fear.
"That … What's that black thing?" Feng Wuchen wiped his sweat and said fearfully. But before Feng Wuchen could think, his face suddenly froze. "My … My injury … What's going on?"
"Ah …"
Just as Feng Wuchen was in a daze, his head suddenly felt as if it was pierced by a sharp sword. It was extremely painful. His face instantly became ferocious. Then, a huge amount of information poured into Feng Wuchen's mind.
"This is …" Accepting the huge amount of information without resistance, Feng Wuchen was so shocked that his mouth was wide open. His eyes almost popped out. He even forgot about the intense pain in his head.
"This is the Evil Dragon God's memory! He's the Ancient Dragon Gods! Legend has it that the dragon race is omnipotent. Why is the Evil Dragon God hiding in my body? And he wants to borrow my body to be reborn? This … Am I still in a dream? "Feng Wuchen cried out in shock. He felt that everything was too unbelievable.
Feng Wuchen had never even heard of the Ancient Dragon Gods. When this huge amount of information suddenly appeared in his mind, Feng Wuchen felt that he was still in a dream.
In the Evil Dragon God's memory, Feng Wuchen knew that the Evil Dragon God was the Ancient Dragon Gods. The Dragon Gods had two Holy Sons, Long Tianhun and Long Tianzhan.
The two of them were the most dazzling peerless geniuses of the Dragon Gods. However, in order to fight for the throne of the dragon race, the two Holy Sons fell out and fought openly and secretly for many years.
In the end, on the day of the election for the throne of the dragon race, Long Tianhun lost because of his evil intentions. His younger brother, Long Tianzhan, successfully became the next Dragon God.
In terms of talent and strength, Long Tianhun did not lose to Long Tianzhan. In a world where strength was everything, he believed that he could lead the Dragon Gods to become stronger. The throne of the dragon race should have fallen into his hands. Unfortunately, it did not.
Long Tianhun felt that his father was biased. He was unwilling to accept that the throne of the Dragon Gods fell into Long Tianzhan's hands. His hatred grew deeper and deeper. In the end, Long Tianhun led many experts of the dragon race and left. He completely cut ties with the Dragon Gods.
Thus, Long Tianhun changed his name to the Evil Dragon God!
In order to snatch the throne of the dragon race, Long Tianhun wantonly recruited people.
When the war between the Dragon Gods broke out, Long Tianhun defeated Long Tianzhan with overwhelming strength and snatched the Dragon God Seal. He thought that the throne of the dragon race was in his hands. However, he did not expect that the Six Great Elders of the Dragon Gods would use their abilities to seal him.
"This … This can't be real, right? This Evil Dragon God is too terrifying! No, the Six Great Elders are even more terrifying! " Looking through the memories of the Evil Dragon God, Feng Wuchen was so frightened that his entire body trembled. He broke out in cold sweat and could not stop breathing.
"Third Young Master! You … you're awake? " Just as Feng Wuchen was trembling in fear, the door was suddenly opened. A beautiful servant girl rushed in.
The servant girl was also alarmed by the screams that came from the room. When she rushed in and saw that Feng Wuchen had woken up, she was completely stunned.
"I just woke up." The servant girl who rushed in woke Feng Wuchen up with a start. Then, he nodded to the servant girl and acted as if nothing had happened.
"Master! Madam! Elder! Third Young Master is awake! " After being stunned for a moment, the servant girl, who was in disbelief, suddenly raised her voice and rushed out with superhuman speed.
The high decibel shouts seemed to shake the earth and the mountains. However, the expressions of all the Feng Clan members who could hear them stiffened at this moment.
Feng Qianyang had just spread the news that Feng Wuchen could not be saved. How could he suddenly wake up? Could it be that the servant girl was so infatuated with Feng Wuchen that she was hallucinating?
"He's awake?" In the hall, Feng ZhengXiong and the others looked at each other in shock and disbelief.
"This …" Feng Qianyang was so frightened that the teacup in his hand shattered on the ground.
Feng Qianyang was a First Grade Alchemist. Not to mention that he was the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, but he was definitely more authoritative than anyone when it came to the injuries of the human body!
How could such an authoritative figure be wrong?
Of course, Feng Qianyang also hoped that he was wrong. At least, Feng Wuchen would not die!
"Master! Madam! Elder! Third Young Master is awake! "The servant girl who rushed into the hall panted. Her exquisite pill refinement was filled with ecstasy.
Xiao Qingqing quickly went forward and grabbed the servant girl's hand. She asked with anticipation, "Xiao Lan, is what you said true? Chen 'er is really awake? "
"Madam, it's true. Third Young Master is in the room!" Xiao Lan nodded her head like a chick pecking rice.
"Quickly go take a look!" Feng ZhengXiong rushed out anxiously.
Feng Wuchen was currently digesting the Evil Dragon God's memories in the room. All the memories of the Evil Dragon God had already merged with his body. In other words, as long as it was the Evil Dragon God's possession, it now belonged to Feng Wuchen.
"Chen 'er! Chen 'er! "
Feng ZhengXiong, Xiao Qingqing, and the others' surprised shouts came from outside the door, interrupting Feng Wuchen once again.
Everyone rushed into the room to take a look. Feng Wuchen really woke up! Resurrection from the dead! This was simply a miracle! Too miraculous!
"Chen 'er! That's great! "Xiao Qingqing cried tears of joy. Her tears fell like rain as she hugged Feng Wuchen.
Xiao Qingqing did not notice that Feng Wuchen's wound had healed, but Feng ZhengXiong and the others did.
Feng Wuchen's resurrection was indeed a pleasant surprise to them, but at this moment, it was overshadowed by shock and joy.
With such a serious injury, he was about to die. How did he recover in the blink of an eye?
Feng Qianyang's old eyes almost popped out as if he had seen a ghost. He exclaimed, "The wound is actually healed!"
"Chen 'er, what happened to your injury?" Feng ZhengXiong suppressed his shock and asked. He felt that it was very strange.
Only now did Xiao Qingqing realize that Feng Wuchen's wound had already healed. She could not help but ask curiously, "Chen 'er, what happened?"
"I also don't know. I woke up and was healed. I also found it strange." Feng Wuchen casually replied. He absolutely could not reveal the matter of the Evil Dragon God.
Feng Qianyang hurriedly checked on Feng Wuchen's situation, but he could not see the reason. However, a full recovery was already an iron-clad fact. This made Feng Qianyang even more puzzled.
No one knew what happened to Feng Wuchen's body, including Feng Wuchen himself.
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