Desert Sailing, Sand Pirates Attack

After an unknown length of time, the young man's aura gradually rose, and the rise and fall of his chest became more pronounced.

Nascent Soul Ancestor Zhao Yuedu's eyes lit up at the sight. He immediately flicked out a snow-white ice pellet radiating cold air. It flashed into the young man's mouth, and he forced it deep into his stomach.

Very soon, cold air spread through his entire body, swiftly eradicating the residual fire poison deep within his organs.

The young man's deathly pale face quickly gained a trace of color. His heart gradually began to thump, and his vitality surged.

The soul lamp above his head suddenly grew several times brighter as well. It burned quietly, incomparably steady.

A moment later, the young man's eyelids twitched twice before slowly opening.

"Where is this? No, wasn't I already..." Wild joy appeared in his eyes. Looking around, he immediately spotted Zhao Yuedu and Zhao Fengxian beside the stone platform.

"Ancestor, Grandfather!" Zhao Tai Zhong's expression changed, and he moved to sit up.

"Zhong'er, the fire poison in your body has only just been removed. Your vital energy has been severely damaged, so you must not move recklessly. Lie still and rest," Zhao Fengxian promptly warned.

The young man's lips moved twice. Sensing his body's myriad ailments and injuries, his face became extremely ugly. He did not insist and lay back down flat.

"Ancestor, Bei Ming Xue lured your grandson into that trap this time. I had no choice but to take that Heavenly King Life-Preserving Pill... only then did I survive and charge out of the ruins. The Bei Ming Clan is the foremost of Flawless Palace's four great houses. I fear they will strike at our clan again in the future!" Zhao Tai Zhong poured out the conjectures he had