. Thus, she hastily opened her Dao Eye and looked at the spirit.At first glance, these ghosts didn't seem particularly special. After a moment of contemplation, Lu Yourong suddenly bit her fingertip,...Seeing the boy already turning, walking towards that big mound of earth, a hint of both helplessness and satisfaction appeared on the elder's face. He shook his head and said, "A physician with a compassionate heart!"

"Child, perhaps you don't understand human nature, but grandpa at least has to hold onto your kindness!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the old man also took a step forward and walked to the boy's side. He reached out and touched the boy's head, saying: "Grandpa will accompany you!"

Only then did the boy grin and reach out to grab the elder's sleeve. "Grandpa," he said, "could I please try to save this cultivator"

"Sure!"

The old man smiled and nodded. "This time, you'll save him. Grandpa will lend a hand!"

As the old man spoke, with a sweep of his sleeve, an incredibly solid dirt ball split open, revealing a path. The grandfather and grandson walked through it unimpeded.

This road seems to have no end.

They walked for thousands of miles, but still saw no sign of anyone. The boy couldn't help but ask again, "Grandpa, is this soil just attracted by a trace of the emperor's realm"

The old man naturally understood the boy's astonishment and nodded, saying: "Yes, Your Majesty, that is an unsurpassed existence who truly stands at the peak of cultivation."

"Their faint sense of transcendence is the ultimate pursuit for cultivators who haven't yet become emperors, so their power is astonishing."

Otherwise, this cultivator wouldn't have been able to forcibly occupy this trace of the Emperor's Intent even though he was fundamentally incapable of merging with it.

"He was just too greedy!"

The boy nodded vaguely, then asked, "Grandpa, how far is it to the emperor"

Hearing this, the elder couldn't help but laugh and say: "It's not far at all. Grandfather is currently in the realm of reincarnation, only one step away from becoming an emperor."

Only by crossing the Void Realm can one become an Emperor, but wanting to cross it is too difficult, too difficult.

"Grandpa, I'm afraid he will never become emperor in this lifetime."

The boy, somewhat unwilling to accept it, retorted: "I don't believe it. Grandpa is definitely capable of becoming the Emperor!"

And me, I am now at the Treading Void realm. Let me see, real life force, cause and effect, breaking through the laws, reincarnation, suspension in emptiness.

"I just need to cross five more realms, and I'll become an emperor!"

The old man's smile froze slightly, a flicker of imperceptible gloom passing through his eyes. He didn't argue with his grandson further on this issue, but instead pointed forward and said, "We're here!"

The boy widened his eyes and stared intently. Sure enough, he saw a figure, curled up tightly, lying there motionless.

"Oh, grandpa, he's not dead, is he!"

The boy cried out and hurriedly ran over.

The old man did not stop him, but quickened his pace and followed behind him until he came to Jiang Yun's side.

The boy crouched down and looked at the illusory figure outside Jiang Yun's body, "Grandpa, what is this thing"

"Oh my, his limbs are all shattered and there's a wound on his chest. He must be dead."

For Gingercloud suffering such heavy injuries, the elder said without surprise, "He robbed someone of their belongings, naturally he had to pay the price."

As for this illusory human figure, I'm not sure either. Perhaps it's some kind of protective magic he possesses!

As he spoke, the old man also crouched down. He didn't directly touch Jiang Yun's body, but instead stretched out his hand and彈ed a thread of silk towards Jiang Yun's body.

"Clank!"

The thread passed through the illusory humanoid, touching Ji Yun's body and making a metallic clashing sound. The old man's face showed surprise as he said, "This person's flesh is incredibly strong!"

The boy anxiously said, "Grandpa, is he dead or alive"

"How can we save him"

The old man scrutinized carefully and said, "He's not dead. His physical body is strong. This illusory humanoid form is strange, as if it has absorbed some of the earth's realm."

And, his vitality was exuberant as well, but his internal power should be depleted, unable to heal himself.

Actually, if it weren't for this emperor's state of mind, he would have already woken up and returned to normal.

But precisely because the Emperor's aura attracted these earthen energies, even to the point where earthy power entered his body, it suppressed his physical self-healing abilities, preventing him from awakening.

He's lucky we found him. Otherwise, given enough time, the earth's power would have completely overtaken him, turning him into a statue of clay.

"As for how to save him..." The old man frowned, lost in thought.

It has to be said that the elder's judgment is extremely accurate.

Ginger Cloud's situation is too special.

To be strictly accurate, Ginger Cloud's injuries, while frightening to look at, were nothing serious.

He was merely immobilized, his body suppressed by the Emperor's aura and the power of earth. His every function was sealed as if imprisoned.

The simplest way to save him is to withdraw the emperor's realm from his body, allowing his bodily functions to recover.

With the elder's cultivation, it is still impossible to do so.

After a long time, the elder finally spoke, "We can only slowly send the power of wood into his body, little by little, neutralizing the power of earth and bring him back to consciousness."

Then, relying on his own strength, he actively introduced the power of wood to gradually dissolve the power of earth within him.

The old man turned his head and looked at the boy with a serious expression. "Ming'er, although your cultivation is a bit weak, saving him is something you can do."

"However, saving him might take a very long time and require a tremendous amount of effort."

"Because this imperial intent has always existed and will continue to have earth power flowing into his body."

You need to make the amount and speed of his wood elemental power exceed that of the Emperor's earth elemental absorption.

Even, you must keep vigil by his side without rest, gradually channeling wood essence into his body. There can be no slacking off at all.

"Now, will you still save him"

The boy nodded forcefully, his little face resolute. "Grandpa, I'm going to save him!"

"Great!"

The elder's face once again broke into a loving smile and said, "Now, I'll teach you how to infuse him with the power of wood."

Remember to keep pouring into one position.

"Treat your wood strength as a single drop of water and his body as a stone. When you can pierce through that stone, he will awaken!"

The elder began to carefully instruct the boy, who listened very attentively.

"You also need to pay attention to how you use your inner strength."

"While maintaining the flow of earth energy within you, ensuring it doesn't harm you, also be mindful of your internal wood energy. Don't pour all of it in at once."

In the end, under the elder's guidance, the boy finally extended a hand and gently placed it on Ginger Cloud's chest wound.

Although the wound was also filled with earthen power, compared to other parts of Ginger Cloud's body, it was still the easiest to break through.

The boy was clearly encountering someone else's wound for the first time. Though it made him apprehensive, even his palm trembling with fear, he gritted his teeth and began channeling wood power into Ginger Cloud's body.

The old man didn't speak again, silently staying behind the boy, watching him.

Three days later, the old man left behind a trace of his divine consciousness and some pills before quietly disappearing back to the surface.

Standing on the ground, the elder's consciousness focused on the boy, muttering to himself: "This child has been mischievous and restless since he was young, unable to sit still for even a moment."

"He recited the herbs as if his life depended on it."

But unexpectedly, he was able to patiently wait for so long in order to save people.

Perhaps he is truly meant to be a doctor who heals the world.

"It's a pity…" As he said this, the old man's face darkened, and sadness filled his eyes. He shook his head, didn't say anything more, but slowly paced back to the courtyard and sat down on the lounge chair.

Thus, the two, grandfather and grandson, one on the surface observing his grandson, the other deep within the earth, single-mindedly saving Jiang Yun.

Time, in this serene stillness, quietly flowed away.

Before you know it, three months have passed.

And on that very day, as the boy closed his eyes and absorbed the power of the wood, he suddenly felt a tightness in his wrist. He hurriedly opened his eyes and was shocked to find that his wrist was being firmly grasped by a large hand.ituation for all subordinate domains.And those who monitor the cultivators of the lower realms are naturally also the cultivators of the Zhutianjiyu.No matter what methods Huang Qiuyan used, she was a...