Who to Frame?

"Greetings, Venerable Daozhen!"

The moment they saw Daozhen, everyone became excited.

Venerable Daozhen had arrived. They finally had someone to lean on—though there were exceptions.

"Venerable Daozhen, please save Martial Uncle Ling!"

At that moment, Xiao Jingsheng hurried before Daozhen, his face pale. "Senior Brother Ling has been gravely injured. Corrosive energy is entrenched within his body, and we cannot remove it. We beg you, Venerable, to save him!"

Mo Xinghe also stepped forward and said anxiously, "Venerable Daozhen, it is wonderful that you have come. Venerable Ling's injuries are far too severe. None of us can do anything, and if he is not treated soon, the consequences may be unimaginable. Please intervene, Venerable!"

"Please intervene, Venerable!"

The others stepped forward as well.

"Move aside!"

Venerable Daozhen waved everyone away and strode forward. His Primordial Spirit swept across Ling Cangyan's body, and his eyes suddenly darkened. "How did he suffer such severe injuries? This energy is peculiar. It carries an intense force of destruction and can actually damage the body—even contaminating true essence?"

"It was a Level 6 Liquid Metal Warrior from the Mechanical Empire. Martial Uncle Ling fought it to protect our retreat and was severely wounded by it!"

Xiao Jingsheng said urgently.

"A Level 6 Liquid Metal Warrior? Isn't that equivalent to a Spirit Roaming Realm existence?" Daozhen's expression changed instantly upon hearing this. He hurriedly examined Ling Cangyan's condition, but his face grew increasingly grave.

"Venerable, how is he?"

Xiao Jingsheng looked on expectantly, his voice trembling slightly. Venerable Daozhen was already their final hope. If Ling Cangyan could not be treated, his chances of survival would be slim indeed.

"Get out. I will treat his injuries!"

Daozhen waved everyone out and began rolling up his sleeves to save him.

Though everyone wanted to watch the treatment,