Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

In the ward of Shui Qizhen, the patriarch of the Shui clan, Zhang Yifeng and Shui Xin stood beside the bed.

Shui Xuan looked at his father's face lying on the hospital bed with a worried look on his face. His face had become so thin that it looked like no human anymore.

This poison will not cause direct harm to life, but will remain in the human body and slowly evaporate its effects, gradually eroding the body's vitality.

Only less than three days had passed, and his father's face had become so haggard.

The originally strong and powerful body became as thin as a straw, which was really unbearable to look at.

"Don't you have a way to save my father? Then do it quickly."

Shui Xuan turned his head away, not wanting to see his father being tortured miserably anymore, and spoke coldly to Zhang Yifeng.

In fact, he didn't have much hope for Zhang Yifeng in his heart, but now no one in the family had any way to detoxify the poison his father had been poisoned with.

In this situation, instead of letting my father wait to die in bed, it is better to give it my all.

"of course."

Zhang Yifeng responded calmly and walked forward to the bedside.

Looking at the thin face of the Shui clan leader, Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his hand to press on his neck.

Instantly, the magic power in his body surged into his body and began to check for possible toxins in his body.

But when the magic power flowed through his body, a strange look flashed in Zhang Yifeng's eyes.

In his perception, there was not a single trace of poison left in the body of the Shui clan leader.

This situation is somewhat similar to Yan Qi's curse, but the vitality of the Shui clan leader is continuing to weaken.

Although the speed is extremely slow, his vitality will probably be drained within seven days.

Looking at Zhang Yifeng's slightly frowned brows, Shui Xuan, who was observing intently from the side, showed disappointment in his eyes.

"Sure enough, no one can cure the poison my father has been poisoned with."

"You have nothing to say now, come here..."

Shui Xuan said with a gloomy face and was about to call the two guards outside the door in to take Zhang Yifeng and Shui Xin away.

"Oh, isn't the young patriarch a little too anxious?"

"I didn't say I'm incapable. It's just that your father wasn't poisoned at all. He was cursed by someone with ulterior motives."

"Of course, if you don't believe me, I can just stop."

Zhang Yifeng said calmly, glancing at Shui Xuan beside him.

At this time, the two guards outside the door also heard Shui Xuan's command and hurried into the ward.

"Young Patriarch, what do you want?"

The two guards looked at Zhang Yifeng unkindly and whispered to Shui Xuan for confirmation.

"You guys go out first."

Shui Xuan stared at Zhang Yifeng for a long while, and finally, looking at the miserable appearance of his father lying on the hospital bed, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Hearing the sound, the two guards lowered their heads and left the room.

"I'll give you one chance, but if anything goes wrong, don't blame me for being rude!"

Shui Xuan's intimidating gaze fell on Zhang Yifeng, but he ignored it indifferently.

Zhang Yifeng looked at the Shui clan leader lying on the sickbed, and a ball of black liquid appeared in his palm.

This is the mysterious liquid that the Flame Dragon used to break the Flame Qi curse. It has a strong power to break all creations of the Demon God.

As for how Zhang Yifeng obtained this item, it was naturally because Yanlong voluntarily gave it to him after he knew his identity in fighting against the devil.

Yanlong knew that he would not live long, but he wanted to make sure that the thing he had painstakingly researched would not be lost.

If it were handed over to Zhang Yifeng, it would be able to shatter more of the demons' plans for this world, and Yanlong's painstaking research in the second half of his life would not have been in vain.

With this idea in mind, Yanlong not only directly gave the origin of this thing to Zhang Yifeng.

He also taught Zhang Yifeng how to make this thing.

According to Yanlong, this black liquid was refined by the demonic energy that the demon god had allowed to invade his sea of ​​consciousness.

Based on the evil thoughts bestowed by the devil, this water was refined specifically to fight against the devil's evil thoughts.

The current condition of the Shui clan leader is very similar to that of the Yan clan member who was cursed.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Yifeng separated some of the black liquid in his hand and merged it into Shui Qizhen's body on the hospital bed.

The moment the black liquid entered his body, Shui Qizhen on the sickbed reacted immediately and his whole body began to tremble continuously.

Shui Xuan, who was standing by, saw this scene and immediately showed excitement on his face.

After all, no matter how the clan's doctors tried, they couldn't make my father show any signs of consciousness, let alone such a strong reaction.

Although he had no idea what the black liquid that the stranger had just dripped was, it looked very likely to wake his father.

Shui Qizhen, who was lying on the sickbed, was shaking wildly when he suddenly stood up from the bed.

A look of pain appeared on his withered face, and he turned his head and spat out a mouthful of black blood onto the ground.

There were some worm-like things wriggling in the pool of blood that fell to the ground, which looked very disgusting.

After the worm in the pool of blood fell to the ground, it squirmed and tried to move towards Shui Xuan and Shui Xin who were around it.

"What the hell."

Shui Xuan frowned, and was about to shoot out a ball of water vapor from his palm to destroy these strange insects.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to stop him, and then a ball of spiritual fire flew out from his fingertips, burning the pool of blood and the wriggling insects clean.

"These insects are not real insects, but the incarnation of some kind of curse. It is impossible to kill them with your water vapor."

Zhang Yifeng said this calmly, and then his eyes fell on the sickbed.

The Shui clan leader was seen breathing heavily and looking around in disbelief.

"Father, are you okay?!"

Shui Xuan's pupils constricted when he saw this, and he rushed to his father, asking anxiously.

At the same time, he checked his father's internal condition and found that the phenomenon of his father's vitality loss had disappeared.

"You...thank you for saving me."

Shui Xuan turned around, his expression changed several times, and then he thanked him in a serious tone.

"Hey, Xuan, Xin, why are you here? What happened to me?"

Shui Qizhen asked in a daze, his mind was a mess and the long period of loss of vitality had made his memory a little confused.

"Father, have you forgotten that you were poisoned before?"

"Only Shui Xin entered your tent that day. He must have been the one who poisoned you!"

Shui Xuan gradually reacted after hearing the voice and hurriedly asked his father.

Now that my father has regained consciousness, he can tell us who poisoned him that day.

"poison?"

Shui Qizhen, lying on the sickbed, frowned slightly, coughed twice, and then recalled carefully.

Finally, in his confused memory, he vaguely recalled what happened that day.

But his body was unable to sort out his thoughts, and he could only vaguely remember that he had indeed called Shui Xin to the tent where he handled affairs that day.

Shui Qizhen couldn't remember exactly what the two of them said, or what happened afterwards.