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Chapter 325: The Life-Extending Elixir Saves Han Yang

The sudden stream of fire fell like a rainstorm, catching everyone in the mountain off guard. They either dodged or cast spells to resist.

Lingxiang knew that True Man Lieyang had a high level of cultivation, but she didn't expect it to be so advanced that he could even use the power of the sun's flames and perform the Li Hong technique even when the sky was filled with demonic clouds. It was truly amazing.

That's not a magic that anyone can perform!
However, now is not the time to be surprised. Seeing that the falling fire is approaching and the earth is about to be hit by flames, the Wuji Palace is exposed without any magic array to cover it. How can it avoid the impact of this magic?

Just when Lingxiang was at a loss, she saw a spiritual shield suddenly open, protecting the Wuji Palace.

It’s Han Yang!
Ling Xiang also practiced the Art of Remaining Calm, but she could only cast a spiritual shield the size of a person, whereas Han Yang could actually cover the entire Wuji Palace with it, which showed how profound his cultivation was.

However, even so, with Han Yang's cultivation level, can he withstand the magic of Master Lieyang?

Flames fell like fire from the sky, hitting Han Yang's spirit shield with a series of muffled sounds, and then bounced away. Under the impact of the flames, cracks appeared on the spirit shield, like broken ice, which continued to spread and made a series of crisp sounds. However, the Waves and Peaceful Art was never broken. Those cracks were always repaired and healed silently after a while, as if someone was repairing them.

How is this going?

Lingxiang couldn't help but wonder, once her spirit shield was broken, her Wave Calm Technique would also be broken, but it would never be repaired to its original state. Could it be that Han Yang's Wave Technique was so profound?
That’s not right. Han Yang is only at the Jindan stage. How can he be so powerful?

Lingxiang quickly looked at Hanyang, but was horrified by what she saw.

Han Yang was seen half-kneeling on the ground with blood coming out of all his orifices, trying hard to hold on by making hand gestures. The reason why the spiritual shield could be continuously repaired was that he made the hand gestures with one hand, alternating between the two hands, repeating the process continuously.

This isn't the spiritual shield repairing itself; this is clearly Han Yang constantly performing new spells!

Regardless of the fact that Han Yang had opened such a large spiritual shield, if he continued to consume spiritual energy like this, he would definitely be exhausted! Not to mention Han Yang, even Cheng Xin Zhenren, who had the most profound cultivation in Wuji Palace, could not bear this.

This is tantamount to seeking death!

"Han Yang! Han Yang! Enough! Enough!"

Lingxiang cried out in pain, hoping that Hanyang would stop soon, but her cries were drowned out by the huge sound of the collision.

This is her family! She has already lost her fifth brother, she doesn't want to lose any more family members!

Lingxiang wanted to run over and hold Hanyang, but Hanyang's Calmness Technique did not cover the long steps where Lingxiang was. If she left at this time, what would happen to Long Qi?
It is really unbelievable how evil things in the world are. Whatever you think will come true.

Just when Lingxiang was in danger, a flame flew towards her. Long Qi was injured and could not dodge by himself, and Lingxiang was also exhausted, not to mention having the strength to pull Long Qi.

Seeing the flames getting closer, Long Qi hurriedly tried to push Lingxiang away, but he was seriously injured and inexplicably unable to exert any strength, and was unable to push it even a little bit.

Long Qi could only hiss, "Go! Go!"

But Lingxiang just looked at him with a determined look, and then she twisted her fingers and made a gesture, and a spiritual shield appeared above the two of them.

It's the secret to remain calm.

Ling Xiang knew that her cultivation was shallow, but she could never ignore Long Qi. Although she didn't know how much her spiritual shield could withstand, at most she would sacrifice her life.

What a confused and miserable life she had!
The flames flew towards her rapidly, and at the critical moment, a black figure stood in front of Lingxiang. It was the man with the ghost face.

The robes on Guimian's body fluttered, and then covered Lingxiang's head. The black cloth sank in the middle, and then returned to being flat in an instant, as if nothing had happened, and not even a sound was made.

What a great outfit!

At this time, the ghost face moved again, and the black cloth immediately spread out, instantly covering the entire Wuji Palace. Was this protecting the Wuji Palace?

Lingxiang didn't know what this person was up to, but no matter whether he was a friend or an enemy, he had saved her. She stroked Long Qi's brows, gently smoothing out his worries and panic, then put him down and ran towards Han Yang.

"Han Yang! Han Yang!..."

Even with the black clothes covering his head, Han Yang still did not stop casting spells. Blood had already filled his eyes, and his body was almost exhausted. With his five senses dulled, he had no idea what was happening. He only knew that he had to defend Wuji Palace now!
Blood was dripping, but the thin figure was still stubborn, and Han Yang's body was numb. At this moment, a pair of hands held him, and after a moment, he could only smell the aroma of medicine.

"That's enough, Han Yang," a voice whispered, "It's okay, stop it..."

Han Yang only heard a faint voice, and he slowly turned his head, trying to see the person clearly, but it was still blurry. However, he remembered this smell, such a strange and pleasant smell.

It was Lingxiang! She was the little sister who liked to hold his hand and get into trouble everywhere since she was a child!

"It's okay, it's okay..." Han Yang finally heard the murmurs in his ears.

Are you okay?

The huge spiritual shield suddenly shattered, and Han Yang fell to the side weakly like a shadow puppet with a broken skewer. However, he did not fall to the ground, but fell into a familiar medicinal fragrance.

Seeing Han Yang fainted, Lingxiang hurriedly felt his pulse, but the pulse was so thin that it was difficult to hear.

This is!

The oil is running out and the lamp is going out!

Ling Xiang was horrified, and quickly laid Han Yang flat on the ground, then took out a silver needle from her waist. However, even though Ling Xiang sealed his vital points and sent spiritual power, Han Yang's face was still pale.

Seeing this, Lingxiang panicked. With her ability, there was really no way to save Han Yang. If Master Fuyin was here, Han Yang might still have a chance of survival, but Master Fuyin was now performing a ritual in Wuji Hall, so how could he be distracted to save people?
Ophiopogon japonicus!

Where is Ophiopogon japonicus?

Lingxiang suddenly remembered that Maidong had inherited the true teachings of Master Fuyin. Although he had lived in Prisoner Cloud Peak for a long time, his abilities were real. If it were her, if it were her...

Lingxiang looked around hurriedly, but did not find Maidong. Even Xinyi, who had just tried to stop her, was nowhere to be seen.

Is there no other solution? Can I just watch Han Yang die in my arms?
Lingxiang was also desperate to try any possible means. Not to mention that Maidong was now in a state of confusion and had gone astray, even if it hadn't happened before, she probably wouldn't have had time to be distracted. She raised her head with tears streaming down her cheeks and closed her eyes. She slowly reached into her arms as if resigned to her fate, and then took out a pill.

A pill with clear patterns.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance filled the air outside the entire Wuji Palace. Although it was faint, it was hard for people present to ignore it. Following the scent, they saw Lingxiang holding a pill in her hand.

It’s a life-extending pill!

This life-extending elixir Lingxiang was originally intended for other purposes, but he couldn't take care of it now.

Just as Lingxiang was about to give Hanyang the elixir, a man appeared and held her down, saying in a muffled voice, "Are you determined to do this?"

It's that ghost mask!

Lingxiang looked back, her eyes filled with tears, but her expression was resolute. Seeing this, Guimian sighed softly and let go of her hand.

(End of this chapter)