Wu Dao felt that he had suffered a great loss.
This was his life-saving trump card. The Spirit Emperor's Junior Martial Uncle had specially refined it for him to prevent him from being ambushed by the Demon Emperor. There was only one of it, and there were no more backups.
But now, he had wasted this incomparably precious Emperor Level Spiritual Treasure on a mutant whose cultivation level was almost the same as his.
Although this mutant was ridiculously powerful, it wasn't to the point where he would die for sure.
If it weren't for the three old bastards, Gu Zeyan, Liu Silong, and Zhao Xuewen, who had deliberately set up a trap and forced him into a dead end, he wouldn't have used this Emperor Level Spiritual Treasure so easily.
"Alright, alright, that's enough." Zhao Xuewen took a deep breath and barely managed to repair his body below his neck. His face was extremely pale. "Compared to the stimulation I just received, this is nothing."
"As long as we can kill this mutant, let alone using up an Emperor Level Spiritual Treasure, even if it's a precious treasure, it's worth it!"
Liu Silong also chimed in, "That's right, that's right. This Mutant is so strong that it's almost abnormal. Under normal circumstances, with just the four of us working together, it's almost impossible to make it stay so easily."
"If we don't use the power of the Emperor Level Spiritual Treasure to completely kill this bastard, have you ever thought about the serious consequences if it escapes?"
"Don't forget about the 26 puppet Domain Masters in the City Governor's Office who are under its control. Also, don't forget its unique method of concealing its aura and hiding its traces."
"I dare say that if we let it go this time, it will inevitably become the main culprit of our Federation's chaos!"
"In the entire Federation's 36 domains, except for the Federal Center City and the Capital City, who can stop it from causing trouble in the remaining 34 domains?"
Wu Dao was speechless.
These three old bastards had said all the good and bad things. What else could he say?
It was easy for these three old fogeys to talk. In any case, the Emperor Level Spirit Treasure was not theirs. So, of course, they would not feel any heartache.
Wu Dao took a deep breath. He had already used the Emperor Level Spirit Treasure. So, there was no point in saying anything now. Anyway, he had gotten rid of a big problem. So, it wasn't a big loss.
Looking at the place where Mo Anran's figure had just disappeared, Wu Dao's mental conception moved. He raised his hand and waved, directly collecting the half-step Ruler beast souls that Mo Anran had scattered outside.
In the past, when the Federation didn't have any Emperor-ranked soul masters, Wu Dao would directly wipe out such Emperor-ranked beast souls to prevent future trouble.
But now, with a Emperor-ranked soul refiner like Yang Fan, especially after seeing Yang Fan take out four peak Emperor-ranked Golden Soul-Refining Pills not long ago, Wu Dao directly took it to heart.
Therefore, he could make use of Mo Anran's half-step Ruler's soul to openly ask Yang Fan to refine a few higher-level Golden Soul-refining Pills for him.
In this way, the loss of using the Emperor Level Spirit Treasure would be slightly compensated for.
Gu Ze, Liu Silong, and Zhao Xuewen sensed it, but they didn't say anything else.
This was Wu Dao's spoils of war, and he deserved it.
Of course, more importantly, the three of them had all entered the path through martial arts. They simply didn't have the ability to collect the soul origin of a half-step Ruler. They could only watch from the side.
"Aiyo, I can't take it anymore! Old Liu, quickly come and support me. I can't stand anymore! "
At this moment, Zhao Xuewen, who had finally heaved a sigh of relief, suddenly went limp and leaned directly on Liu Silong.
In this battle, he had suffered the most damage. He had lost both his Qi and spirit. Although he still looked like a human on the surface, his internal organs, soul, and sea of consciousness had long been riddled with holes.
He wouldn't die, but his strength had been greatly reduced, and he could no longer be awe-inspiring.
Liu Silong supported him and said softly, "Hold on. I'll take you to Yang Fan now!"
It was different from before.
In the past, when martial artists of their level suffered such heavy injuries, they could only be sent to the rear to retire. Their life and death were determined by the heavens, and they had no choice at all.
But now, with Yang Fan as a super nanny, as long as they didn't die on the spot, they could always be healed again.
This was also the reason why Zhao Xuewen dared to risk his life like this just now, risking serious injuries to create an opportunity for his companions to kill in one strike.
It was just that Gu Zeyan, Wu Dao, and Liu Silong were really too useless. Such a good opportunity only made Mo Anran spit out a mouthful of blood, and didn't even leave a bloody hole.
"Alright, there's nothing to linger about here. Let's go down!"
Gu Zeyan glanced worriedly at Zhao Xuewen and called out softly. He casually cut through the void, and the four figures flashed and returned to the guest hall below.
In the hall.
Following Mo Anran's sudden death, the 26 Domain Lords who were originally under his control shuddered at almost the same time, and all of them regained their clarity of mind.
At this time, their individual consciousness still retained the scene of their last meeting with Mo Anran. As soon as they woke up, more than half of them were loudly warning, "Everyone be careful, Mo Anran is actually a mutant!"
"Who is it that sealed this old man's cultivation? Mo Anran, was it you? Stand out for I! "
"Where is this, City Lord Lan, City Lord Yao, why are you here? Could it be that you also fell into the trap of that mutant Mo Anran? "
The scene was chaotic again.
Lan Yuanqing, Yao Puxin, Zhangsun Jiaci, Shangguan Zhizhen, and the other Domain Lords who were not under his control began to comfort them, explaining the current situation to them.
However, just in case, before they were completely sure whether these people were deliberately acting to deceive them, the seal was still in place.
Until.
After Gu Zeyan, Wu Dao, and the other big shots returned through the void and received accurate information, Lan Yuanqing and the others were finally relieved, and one by one, they removed the seal on these Domain Lords.
"Eh? Professor Zhao, you're … "
Yang Fan immediately noticed that Zhao Xuewen's expression did not seem right. Without saying anything, he directly cast an Advanced Healing Skill on Zhao Xuewen.
"You used an Advanced Healing Skill on the half-step Emperor Zhao Xuewen. The treatment was successful. Zhao Xuewen's injuries have improved a little. Mental Power + 2, Spirit and Willpower + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4."
Sure enough, this old man was not only injured, but it was also very serious. An Advanced Healing Skill only brought about a slight improvement in his condition.
"He's a little injured, but he won't die for the time being." Sensing the healing energy from Yang Fan, Zhao Xuewen could not help but let out a long sigh of relief and said softly, "But I'll have to trouble you again."
Just now, although it did not play a critical role in the recovery of his injuries, the sudden life energy and the slight recovery of some of his meridians were enough to allow Zhao Xuewen to stand up independently from Liu Silong.
It had to be said that Yang Fan's healing effect was as reassuring as ever. With him around, there was no need to worry about serious injuries that could not be healed.
"Professor Zhao, you're too polite. After all, this happened because of me. I'm the one who implicated the seniors."
While speaking, Yang Fan also cast an Advanced Healing Skill on Gu Zeyan, Liu Silong, and Wu Dao at the same time.
The result of the feedback was that these 3 big shots had also suffered some injuries, but compared to Zhao Xuewen's serious injuries of Qi and spirit, they could only be regarded as insignificant minor injuries.
With just 2 Advanced Healing Skills, the injuries on the 3 of them were completely healed.
Next, Yang Fan focused all his attention on treating Zhao Xuewen. He cast the Advanced Healing Skill on him again and again.
"You used the Advanced Healing Skill on Half-Step Ruler Zhao Xuewen. The treatment was successful, and Zhao Xuewen's injuries were partially healed. Mental Power + 2, Spirit and Will + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4."
"You used the Advanced Healing Skill on Half-Step Ruler Zhao Xuewen. The treatment was successful …"
"You used the Advanced Healing Skill on Half-Step Ruler Zhao Xuewen. The treatment was successful, and Zhao Xuewen's injuries were completely healed. Mental Power + 2, Spirit and Will + 2, Skill Proficiency + 8."
After treating for more than 10 minutes and performing nearly 40 Advanced Healing Skills, the injuries on Zhao Xuewen's body were completely healed.
At this moment, the domain lords who had completely recovered their ability to move freely saw with their own eyes the real case of Yang Fan treating the injuries of a half-step Ruler. In an instant, they had a more precise and detailed understanding of Yang Fan's true healing ability, and they were all shocked.
Even the injuries of a half-step Ruler could be treated so easily. Who would not understand that Yang Fan's title as an emperor-level doctor was indeed well-deserved!
He was indeed a true emperor-level doctor, not an ordinary emperor-level doctor who could only treat some low-rank emperor-level cultivators as they had imagined.
At this moment, many Region Lords had already started to feel regret in their hearts. They regretted listening to Mo Anran's lies and offending Yang Fan, a True Emperor Rank doctor, on the spur of the moment.
Yang Fan had just healed Zhao Xuewen's injuries and was about to ask if Mo Anran had been killed when he suddenly sensed that a drop of soul origin in the depths of his consciousness was constantly trembling and shouting.
With a thought, Yang Fan immersed his mind into his Sea of Consciousness. Soon, he saw that the drop of Zhu Busan's Divine Soul Origin was constantly vibrating and shouting.
"Is Master here?"
"Is Master here? Please answer if you hear me! "
"Master …"
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised. Ever since this pig returned to the Qinlian Mountain Range, there had been no news. Yang Fan had not taken the time to contact it.
What was going on today? It actually took the initiative to use soul fluctuations to contact its master.
This was not normal. Generally speaking, it seemed that only he, the master, could initiate long-distance soul communication.
The current situation could only mean one thing, and that was that this Zhu Busan was very likely near the capital.
"I'm here!" Yang Fan's consciousness materialized and flashed to Zhu Busan's soul origin. He asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
"Thank goodness, I've finally contacted you, my dear master!"
Zhu Busan was excited. He took a deep breath and said, "Master, are you in the capital now?"
Yang Fan nodded. "Yes, I am in the capital now. What's the matter?"
"As expected! Fortunately, I'm smart enough to think of this in advance. Master, I'm here to inform you! "
Zhu Busan said to Yang Fan in a hoarse voice, "Master, run! The demon lord has gathered 23 cave masters and nearly 50,000 high-level beasts in the Qinlian Mountain Range. They want to destroy the capital in one fell swoop. They're almost here! Master, if you don't run now, it'll be too late! "
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