"Soul power transformed into blood?" Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes as he watched Zhang Qixuan miraculously pull herself back from the brink of death, her wounds healing and her blood and vitality replenishing until she had returned in an instant to the state she had been in before, with barely any injuries.
The effect was extraordinarily miraculous. He had seen quite a few similar methods before, but none had been as miraculous as this.
And there seemed to be no aftereffects.
Only after finishing all this did Zhao Chongjun stand up and look at Lu Sheng.
"Friend, are you interested in learning about us Nether Artifact Users?" He forced a sincere smile onto his face.
"Don't listen to him. Come with me. My Moving Mountain Sect has a long history and is one of the foremost renowned sects in the Spirit World. How could we be like some half-baked amateur like him? Even his own learning is a complete mess, all wild and crooked paths."
Huang Ya approached from the side and spoke coldly.
The young man before them possessed extraordinarily outstanding qualities. If he could become a Spirit Communicator and a Nether Artifact User, he would surely become an immensely powerful, ideal partner.
"No matter what, this isn't a place to linger. If we stay too long, the Void Demons and other local Nether Artifact Users may notice us as well. We should withdraw first." Huang Ya spoke calmly, sheathing her blade first and heading down the mountain.
"Wait, let me add you on my phone. If you have any questions later, you can ask me directly," Zhao Chongjun said quickly.
Lu Sheng glanced at Zhang Qixuan, who lay unconscious on the ground.
This world was even more interesting than he had imagined.
With a swish, Huang Ya returned