Jiang Ping An sat cross-legged alone in the Cultivation Room.
Now, his true source had been destroyed, his cultivation completely crippled. He could not sense even a trace of Immortal Dao Law.
Even Yue Sha had no way to restore it.
However, Jiang Ping An still had two methods he could try.
He did not know whether they would work.
"Immortal Dao, I know you can hear me. I helped you eradicate the evil demons and rendered such great service. Now that my cultivation and talent have been crippled, you can't possibly stand by and do nothing, can you?"
This was Jiang Ping An's first method: asking the Immortal Dao for help.
The Immortal Dao had always had him help clear away evil demons. Every time he eliminated one, he received a reward from the Immortal Dao.
He had found so many evil demons for the Immortal Realm. Asking the Immortal Dao to restore his talent was hardly an unreasonable request.
After saying this, Jiang Ping An waited for a long time, but the Immortal Dao gave no response.
Jiang Ping An sighed helplessly.
It seemed that it was no different from those Immortal Lords—once the millstone had been turned, they slaughtered the donkey.
Just as he was preparing to use the second method, an ethereal, intangible voice rang out in his mind.
"I am powerless to help."
"You are the Immortal Realm Will. Are you sure you can't do it?" Jiang Ping An's heart sank.
If even the Immortal Realm Will had no solution, then no being in the entire Immortal Realm could possibly solve this problem.
The Immortal Realm Will replied, "I myself have no ability to interfere with anything. Hun Tianhen has already reached a level equal to mine. Moreover, the Chaos Rule he used is one