An ordinary injury might perhaps slowly recover with the passage of time.
Yet at this moment, his situation was different.
His wounds were too severe!
The specifics were hard to put into words. In short, now he had only one path left—to wait for death.
Even if he carried miraculous pills and elixirs from the Immortal World, they could not snatch him back from heaven.
It was true that Immortals lived forever and did not die, but at this moment, his source power had already been exhausted.
And the Blue Star Sea had been lost once more.
Speaking of which, this was also a twist of chance. His great battle with the Heavenly Demon Lord had torn through and pierced space itself.
And the Blue Star Sea had just happened to sink into a spatial crack and vanish.
The gravely wounded and dying True Immortal no longer had the strength to retrieve this treasure. By now, his oil was spent and his lamp had run dry.
After going through countless hardships, in the end he still had not recovered this treasure.
Seeing this, Lin Xuan could not help but sigh with emotion.
His own luck truly defied the heavens to a degree that words could not describe.
A treasure that three True Immortals had gone through untold hardships for, even staking their little lives, yet still failed to retrieve, had in the end fallen into his hands so easily.
After his sigh, Lin Xuan continued reading. Perhaps there would be other secrets in this diary-like thing, such as telling him where that True Immortal's relics were.
However, this time Lin Xuan was disappointed.
The diary's following descriptions were broken and intermittent, with nothing of value.
It could be seen that this Immortal's mood was terrible to the extreme.
But