Yang Dingtian's heart sank to the bottom.
He discovered that the effects of his all-out healing were actually inferior to the self-repairing speed of the mysterious power within his elder brother's body.
Although it was slow, Yang Lingtian's own recovery ability was indeed grinding away at that destructive force of law bit by bit, repairing his damaged body.
It was a powerful resilience originating from the source of life, carrying the aura of chaos and refusing to yield.
"Big Brother's constitution really is extraordinary." A trace of astonishment flashed through Yang Dingtian's eyes.
But he had no time to think about it. No matter what, he could not give up!
He clenched his teeth and continued to urge the Laws of Life. Even if the effect was negligible, he still had to do everything in his power.
At that moment, a faint sound of something breaking through the air came from the distant horizon.
A streak of flowing light approached from afar at astonishing speed.
Yang Dingtian abruptly raised his head. His eyes instantly became extremely wary, and divine power surged around him as he prepared for battle.
Could Old Ancestor Sun have returned? No, the aura is different!
Soon, the streak of flowing light revealed its true form. It was a gigantic flying ship!
The entire flying ship had been crafted from an unknown azure divine wood. Intricate cloud patterns were carved into it, and it emitted a faint fragrance and a gentle halo.
Several flags fluttered in the wind on either side of the vessel, each embroidered with an archaic character: "Lan."
On the flying ship, dozens of figures stood in indistinct rows.
At the front were two women, with a squad of guards whose auras were fierce and imposing behind them.
Every one of those guards had