"Just bury him," Yang Lu said flatly.
"What?!"
The Old Man with a Green Spot and the other two cried out in unison.
"Use Spirit Nurturing Mud. Otherwise, relying on himself alone, he wouldn't wake up even after sleeping for ten thousand years," Yang Lu added unhurriedly.
"Oh, yes, yes! Fellow Daoist Xu."
Hearing this, the Old Man with a Green Spot immediately heaved a sigh of relief, then looked toward the Blue-robed Man beside him.
"I'll go retrieve it from the clan treasury at once!" the Blue-robed Man promptly replied.
Spirit Nurturing Mud was a sacred item for healing injuries to the primordial spirit. Yang Lu's words meant Hoof Dragon could still be saved!
"Old Man Yuan, think carefully again. Before Hoof Dragon passed out, did he really say only the three words 'Golden Dragon King'?"
Though Yang Lu's current reaction was slight, he had long since been secretly shocked.
After all, Hoof Dragon's strength was close to his own. If someone could severely injure Hoof Dragon's primordial spirit across realms, dealing with him would surely be effortless as well.
"That fellow deliberately mentioned the Golden Dragon King before falling unconscious. Could he have been referring to the potential disaster caused by the Candle Dragon Golden Flame? Those Jiao Chi Mahayana cultivators truly deserve death! Why did they have to stir up trouble in a place like the Guanghan Realm, where great secrets are hidden?!"
The more Yang Lu recalled the grave expression on the Golden Dragon King's face when he had gathered them for discussion, the more uneasy he became.
Yet he was exceedingly shrewd, and he revealed none of it at the moment.
"Indeed. Lord Hoof Dragon exhausted all his strength just to utter those three words. There must be profound meaning behind them!" the Old Man