True Dragon Statue

Mu Qing planned to head to Qingcheng Mountain, firstly to visit Ping Yi.

At Earth's most critical moment, Ping Yi had shouldered the heavy burden and held out until the Dragon Turtle arrived. It could be said that he had rendered tremendous merit in resisting the various intermediate races.

Now that Ping Yi was seriously injured, Mu Qing wanted to help him recover.

After all, although Earth was now a star of an intermediate race, it had not yet fully developed. Divine herbs and other heavenly treasures had yet to be cultivated and were exceedingly scarce.

Mu Qing's everyday cultivation consumed immense resources, but he had at least kept some divine herbs and divine pills.

"Cough, cough! You're finally back."

When Mu Qing saw Ping Yi, the latter was lying on an ice bed. Strands of cold air drilled into his body, helping to slightly ease his injuries.

Upon seeing Mu Qing, he struggled to rise.

He knew that Earth had remained safe entirely because of the God Emperor expert Mu Qing had invited.

"Don't get up. Your injuries are still severe!" Mu Qing hurried over and pressed him back onto the ice bed.

He took out several divine pills and had Ping Yi swallow them.

Ping Yi froze for a moment and had wanted to decline. After all, his injuries were extremely serious, and the Insectoid Race's peculiar insect venom still lingered within him.

Yet under Mu Qing's insistence, after swallowing a divine pill, his eyes immediately lit up.

The stubborn insect venom within his body had actually been dispelled outright!

At the same time, his injuries recovered at a visible rate. In just a few breaths, he had recovered fifty percent of his strength!

"Th-this... is simply unbelievable!"

Ping Yi was stunned, while Elder Ping beside him stood