"Ow, easy."
With his limbs aching and weak, Ye Fan was helped down from the arena. The piercing pain made his face cycle through a whole spectrum of colors.
Sure enough, it was that familiar feeling.
Why did the Azure Mist Saint Son hit so painfully?
Left with no choice, he had to waste a Saint Fruit he had brought out of the Archaic Forbidden Zone to quickly recover from his injuries.
Using such a divine item so wastefully was truly a terrible squandering.
But he did not want to miss this grand gathering either.
"The Nine Marvel Immortal Medicine?"
As Ye Fan ate the fruit, the Saint Prince strode over to him. Naturally, he knew about this sacred treasure of the Divine Silkworm Clan.
Back then, the Fighting Saint Ape and the divine silkworms had shared a very good relationship.
"You know it?"
As the immense life force of the Saint Fruit mended his bones, Ye Fan bared his teeth at the Saint Prince.
The two were highly compatible in temperament, and after a brief exchange, their relationship rapidly improved.
The Saint Prince also explained the relationship between Immortal Medicines and the Primordial Races.
Most Primordial King clans that had once produced an Ancient Emperor possessed their own Immortal Medicine.
When the Primordial Races emerged before long, they would certainly come looking for them.
"Yaochi knows that the Primordial Races are about to emerge, so they won't make things difficult for me. We merely reached an agreement."
The Saint Prince could practically be said to possess the innate racial advantage of the Eight Restrictions. Fighting above his level was as easy as drinking water for him.
Having only just awakened, he already had the strength to easily suppress Half-step Great Powers and contend with Great Powers.
Now, Yaochi wanted