Lu Qingxuan's expression tightened when he saw Jiang Bei, but his spirits soared. "It's Jiang Bei. Jiang Bei has appeared."
In the distance, He Zhentian also saw Jiang Bei emerge from the Bronze Gate. He froze for an instant, then burst into laughter. "Excellent! The brat really isn't dead! Hahaha! Good, good! The Emperor Flame Seed is mine! I knew it—once the seed entered his body, he couldn't have died without so much as a stir! Now that he's come out, the seed has naturally come out with him!"
Liu Wujiu, standing beside him, looked at Jiang Bei and sneered. "The brat picked quite a time to appear. Any later and Li Hongtian would have been dead. I've already drained nearly eighty percent of his vital blood. Another dozen breaths, and he wouldn't have had a drop left to sustain him. Still, this saves me the trouble of activating the secret art again. He came out on his own, and the seed came with him."
Behind them, Su Wen jolted at the sight of Jiang Bei. Wild joy burst into his eyes. He twisted desperately and roared, "It's Jiang Bei! Thank heavens! Jiang Bei isn't dead! Deputy Mansion Lord, do you see? Jiang Bei isn't dead! He's back!"
He whipped around to look at Li Hongtian, only to find him lying there twitching, without the slightest response. Su Wen's smile froze. "Deputy Mansion Lord! Deputy Mansion Lord, what's wrong?! Wake up!"
Li Hongtian had lost eighty percent of his vital blood, and his consciousness had already scattered. Forget speaking—he could not even open his eyes to look at Jiang Bei.
Across the field, Wu Qian stood with his hands behind his back amid the Ancient Demon Sect's ranks. His gaze settled on Jiang Bei. After studying him for a moment,