Ye Xiwen's sudden appearance gave Little Kun Peng, who had no idea how many pills he had swallowed and was lying on the ground groaning nonstop, a fright.
Seeing Ye Xiwen's condition, even Little Kun Peng, who had not wanted to move, hurriedly scrambled to his feet. Though he was as innocent as a child and knew little of the world, he did not understand nothing. Besides, he had a contract with Ye Xiwen. He hastily opened the restrictions within the demon realm, burned all the pills inside to ashes, and transformed them into a torrent of energy that surged into Ye Xiwen's body.
To him, there was no concept of waste. Ye Xiwen's bloody, mangled state, as though he might die at any moment, had utterly terrified him.
To Little Kun Peng, Ye Xiwen, whom he had seen the very first moment he opened his eyes, was like a father. Having always been cared for by Ye Xiwen, he felt a child's attachment toward him.
How could he care about anything else at a time like this?
Streams of energy raced through Ye Xiwen's body. He could only barely suppress the grief and fury in his heart, circulate the Phoenix Rebirth Art, guide the torrent of energy, and continuously repair the bones crushed into powder, the completely severed meridians, and the rest of his injuries.
His physical body had already cultivated the Overlord Dao Body to major completion. The Overlord Dao Body was extraordinarily difficult to cultivate. Ordinary people could not harm Ye Xiwen at all once he possessed it, but by the same token, once he was wounded to such an extent, recovering was far more difficult than for an ordinary person.
Otherwise, with the Phoenix Rebirth Art, ordinary injuries could be completely healed in moments. This was