Rescue, Part 2

He pressed his fingers harder against the rock wall, his nails digging into the cracks. His hoarse voice took on a cold hardness found only in those who had fought through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Hold on a little longer. Just a little longer.

"Once I recover, I'll take you home. It'll be like before: you guard the front gate, and I'll guard the back."

The Divine Silkworm War King said nothing more.

But you could sense his faint remnant soul steady for a moment.

Not because his strength had returned, but because someone had told him he would take him home.

He had waited ten thousand years to hear those words.

You took a jade box from your storage space.

The box was small and smooth to the touch, carved from Nine Heavens Frost Jade specifically to preserve heaven-defying treasures like Immortal Medicine.

The moment you opened it, life essence surged out in a dense wave. Even the air on Enlightenment Cliff's platform grew a little sweeter.

A golden pill the size of a longan lay at the center of the box, nine arcane pill markings flowing across its surface.

Each marking seemed alive, slowly roaming over the pill and giving off a soft golden light too bright to look at directly.

This was the Immortal Pill, one of the most precious treasures in the Human Emperor Treasury.

It was no elixir from a street-corner tale that added a thousand years to one's life. It was Immortal Medicine in the truest sense.

An ancient grandmaster of alchemy had used ninety-nine supreme divine herbs, all long extinct, with the Human Emperor's own imperial blood as the catalyst. He had taken heaven and earth as his furnace and the blazing sun as his fuel, refining them for a