Free Web NovelChapter 1142: Chapter 613: Gravely Wounded, Fully Healed! Saint Realm?
At the entrance of the Ancient Battle Soul Path, the "door" forcibly torn apart by spatial cracks resembled a giant mouth twisted in pain, its edges flickering with an unstable chaotic glow.
Viscous void sludge dripped from the door’s crack, corroding the ground with pits that emitted a pungent, foul stench.
A body covered in bizarre rust-colored bone markings was gently enveloped by a pure and domineering space power, gradually being pulled out from within the "door."
This person was the severely injured Jiang Shu.
His body was in tatters, his skin shriveled like dehydrated deadwood, muscles collapsed and atrophied; the once-mighty aura of his Dao Foundation had withered to barely perceptible levels, with only a faint ripple of his divine soul wave proving he had not entirely vanished.
The rust markings ensnared his body like living creatures, deeply embedded in his flesh and bones, with every weak breath causing the runes to flicker faintly, tightly locking down his last, precarious thread of life.
The space power that pulled him out suddenly condensed, transforming into the shadow of a giant skeletal hand, seemingly imbued with the might to open the heavens and split the earth.
Behind the giant hand, clad in a dark gold battle robe, Zhan Jiuxiao appeared, his face solemn as a primordial mountain.
His brows knitted tightly, eyes sharp as lightning; he glanced at Jiang Shu’s dire state in a moment, then fixed his gaze on the enormous door struggling and wriggling to close.
"Vice Alliance Hierarch."
A Supreme Elder, hair and beard all white, stepped forward, voice heavy.
"The fetal membrane of the Little World has formed, imbued with malicious and vile intent. The passage we tore is rapidly being repaired and rejected by its laws, and the backlash is increasing."
"Forcibly stabilizing the passage and sending in power might trigger the core’s self-destruct mechanism, thoroughly detonating this world’s embryo."
The other four Supreme Elders remained silent, bodies surging with vast yet extremely restrained energy fluctuations, collectively suppressing that twisted door.
A dull squeezing sound emanated from the space barrier, like two invisible giant beasts struggling against each other.
Zhan Jiuxiao’s gaze drifted from the gradually closing "door" back to the breathless Jiang Shu, a glint of cold light in his eyes.
Without any hesitation, an order, cold as the clash of gold and iron, exploded in the ears of all War Alliance high officials present:
"At any cost, save him!"
"Now!"
This command carried an undeniable resolve, seemingly imbued with the willpower of countless years of the War Alliance’s foundation.
Space momentarily halted, five vast divine thoughts instantly covered Jiang Shu’s broken body, intertwining and probing.
Meanwhile, several logistical elders proficient in alchemy dao and formations appeared like phantoms nearby.
When they saw Jiang Shu’s dreadful state, they were all taken aback.
Wounds like this, even with his Dao Foundation teetering, his vitality dried up, could still survive—it was simply a miracle.
"Vice Alliance Hierarch, Jiang Shu returned from the Ancient Path with barely a sliver of consciousness. Now that it is safe, he instantly slipped into a state of dormancy; in such a situation, reviving him will come at a great cost."
An elderly man, hair and beard all white, said hesitantly.
In his heart, he felt a degree of sectarian bias.
Although Jiang Shu’s talent was extraordinary, he was, after all, not one of the War Alliance’s own.
However, looking at him was met with Zhan Jiuxiao’s eyes, filled with murderous intent.
"Act as ordered."
The old man’s body trembled all over, then bowed and nodded yes, taking the already sleeping Jiang Shu away into the distance.
Jiang Shu’s broken body was quickly transferred to the War Alliance’s core forbidden area, to an ancient spirit array called the Xuanyuan Creation Pool.
This place was isolated from inside and out, the spiritual energy thick as clouds in substance, suffused with the never-ending creation Dao Rhyme.
He was carefully placed in the pool’s center, on a naturally formed Jade Platform.
The jade tile was smooth and gentle, exuding a gentle essence of the earth, barely protecting his last remaining flicker of life.
Reviving Jiang Shu had become the War Alliance’s highest directive for the moment, resources at the disposal.
The elders could not conceal the pain of handing over a bottle containing specks of starlight, its color emerald green with the rare treasure from the star core’s depths, Ten Thousand Years Void Cyan Marrow.
A drop fell, and its vast, pure life origin and star dao rhyme seeped into Jiang Shu’s shriveled and withered body like sweet rain.
A faint "crack" could be heard from deep within the bones, as if withered trees were stretching open under the spring breeze, and those meridians and flesh eroded and shrunk by Evil Qi slowly swelled, the filthy rust markings emitted a faint "sizzle" upon contact with the star marrow’s clean brilliance, as if being scorched.
"Elder..."
"Continue. This is the Hierarch’s command; only by reviving Jiang Shu can the Young Alliance Master and others be saved."
"As you command."
Three completely round elixirs, their patterns interwoven like Daoist symbols, were delivered into Jiang Shu’s mouth.
These were personally refined by the War Alliance’s top alchemy expert—the Great Rejuvenation and Meridian Continuation Pill, primarily composed of the ten-thousand-year Continuation Divine Grass, supplemented by nine rare Earth Vein Spirit Marrow.
Once the elixir entered the stomach, it dissolved, and the surging medicinal torrent rushed directly towards his collapsing Dao Foundation fiercely.
Simultaneously, a piece of crystal-clear, nine-hole, nine-jointed lotus root was embedded between Jiang Shu’s chest and abdomen.
The Innate Qi Lotus Root, a legendary holy object born in the Land of Chaos, one of the War Alliance’s foundational supreme treasures, contained a trace of Innate Hongmeng Purple Qi, a supreme divine object for repairing and reconnecting a broken Dao Foundation.
The lotus root melded into Jiang Shu’s body, beginning to reshape his shattered and twisted Dao Foundation’s trunk.
Targeting his situation of divine soul exhaustion and a chaotic sea of consciousness.
A uniquely scented black incense, neither gold nor wood, only three inches in length, was ignited by the Jade Platform, its fragrance not a scent, but a clear and freezing spiritual power torrent, invading the sea of consciousness, stabilizing the soul with the Nine Revolutions Soul Purifying Incense.
