Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

"The Wolf King can still be saved!"

Jiang Shuiling's voice sounded particularly clear in the dull air.

She squatted next to the wolf king, carefully observing every breath he took, and felt the weak but firm heartbeat.

Her eyes shone with hope, which was a tenacious and unyielding trust in life.

When Lin Fan heard this voice, the boulder in his heart suddenly fell to the ground.

He quickly took out a few shimmering Great Return Pills from his arms and carefully fed them into the Wolf King's mouth.

His movements were full of urgency and care, as if these few small pills were the key to saving the Wolf King's life.

The people around him were surrounding him quietly, their eyes full of complex emotions, including worries, expectations, and deep respect for the Wolf King.

Everyone is praying silently, hoping that this warrior on the battlefield can survive the difficulties.

Time seemed to become extremely long at this moment. Half an hour passed, and the Wolf King's limbs finally began to tremble slightly.

This small change was like a shot in the arm, rekindling the flame of hope in their hearts.

"The Wolf King is awake!"

Zhong Ling'er's surprise sound broke the silence around her.

Her face was filled with uncontrollable joy, as if she had seen the dawn of victory.

Just when everyone was still immersed in this surprise, the Wolf King suddenly stood up and let out a low and powerful roar.

The sound echoed in the silent wilderness, full of shocking power.

It rushed forward violently, with that fierce attitude, as if it was launching a final charge against an invisible enemy.

However, this charge did not last long. The Wolf King suddenly fell heavily to the ground, as if he was defeated by an invisible enemy.

From its behavior, it is not difficult to see that the Wolf King experienced hallucinations after experiencing the huge stimulation of a fierce battle.

Lin Fan squatted next to the Wolf King, gently stroking its fur, trying to comfort it with his own breath.

His heart was filled with gratitude and guilt. He was grateful to the Wolf King for his help at the critical moment, and he felt guilty for not being able to protect this powerful partner.

Jiang Shuiling took out some herbs from his arms and began to simply treat the Wolf King's wounds.

While the herbs may not completely cure the Wolf King's injuries, they can at least alleviate his pain to some extent.

The surrounding shadow wolves also felt the wolf king's discomfort. They surrounded him and made low whimpering sounds from time to time.

Their eyes were full of expectation, as if praying for the Wolf King to recover as soon as possible.

With the joint efforts of Lin Fan and Jiang Shuiling, the Wolf King's breathing gradually stabilized. Although he still looked very weak, at least his life was no longer in danger.

Under the care of Lin Fan and others, the Wolf King gradually regained consciousness.

Jin Buke, who was poisoned, still fell into a coma.

Although I also took a few Dahuan Dan, the effect of Dahuan Dan on poisoning was minimal.

As time passed, black spots began to spread from Jin Buke's chest to his limbs.

This change makes people helpless.

Lin Fan and others sat around the campfire. The firelight danced on their solemn faces, casting flickering shadows, reflecting the uneasiness and anxiety in their hearts.

Jin Buke was lying aside, his body lying quietly on a simple bed made of branches and leaves. His face was as pale as paper and he looked extremely thin.

His chest and limbs were covered with chilling black spots. These spots were like demonic marks, slowly eating away at his life.

At this life-and-death moment, the Wolf King's voice was calm and powerful, breaking the silence of the night.

"Corpse poison! He was poisoned by corpse poison!"

A sharp light flashed in the Wolf King's eyes. He knew this deadly poison very well and knew that once the black spots spread all over his body, Jin Buke's life would come to an end.

Lin Fan's heart clenched tightly, and he looked at the Wolf King eagerly, his eyes full of help.

"Is there any solution to this corpse poison?"

His voice was filled with anxiety and uneasiness, and every word revealed an urgent concern for his friend's life.

The Wolf King thought for a moment and finally spoke, proposing a risky but hopeful antidote.

"I've heard of a detoxification method, which is to puncture the black spots, bleed black blood, and wait for the blood to turn red! Then continue to puncture the next black spot! When all the black spots disappear, the corpse poison will be detoxified."

Although its voice was calm, every word was full of heaviness, as if it was reminding everyone that this would be a battle against death.

Jiang Shuiling's eyes were filled with shock and worry. She stared at the black spots all over Jin Buke's body, unable to imagine the pain and danger this method would entail.

"These golden black spots are almost all over the body. How much blood will be needed?"

Her voice trembled slightly, revealing the fear and uncertainty in her heart.

Lin Fan and his companions sat around a weak campfire. The firelight illuminated their firm and nervous faces, and everyone's eyes were full of uncertainty and anxiety.

Jin Buke lay aside, his breathing weak, and the black spots on his body were like shadows under the night, spreading continuously, swallowing up his vitality.

Lin Fan took a deep breath of cold air. Although he was full of hesitation, he knew that facing the threat of death, there was no way to retreat.

His eyes were firm and he made a decision to Zhong Ling'er, "Your sword is the sharpest! Use your sword to stab!"

At this moment, the voice of the Wolf King broke through the silence of the night, and its eyes shone with the light of wisdom.

"Lin Fan, use the wolf hair on my body!"

The Wolf King's words brought them a new glimmer of hope.

Jiang Shuiling walked quietly to the Wolf King and pulled out a wolf hair as hard as a steel nail from its neck.

The wolf was about two inches long, shimmering with a faint luster, and seemed to contain extraordinary power.

Jiang Shuiling held the wolf hair and looked solemn. She knew that every next step would be related to Jin Buke's life or death.

As the wolf hair in Jiang Shuiling's hand slowly stabbed the black spots on Jin Buke's body, a stream of smelly black blood spurted out. It was the raging corpse poison and the tenacious struggle of life.

Everyone around the campfire held their breath, their hearts filled with tension and uneasiness. Their eyes were fixed on the drops of black blood, expecting a miracle to appear.

However, even if Jiang Shuiling punctured more than a dozen black spots in a row, the blood squeezed out was still that desperate black without a trace of red.

This result made the already tense nerves even heavier, and everyone's heart was filled with helplessness and frustration.

Lin Fan's brows were furrowed. His heart was full of anxiety and worry. Jin Buke's life seemed to be passing by quietly, and there seemed to be nothing they could do.

The Wolf King's eyes also became heavy. It knew that if all the black blood could not be driven away, Jin Buke's life would be difficult to save.