Mu Qianshang spoke, his tone calm as still water, without the slightest hint of threat, yet it carried the most extreme pressure.
Between friends, mockery was one thing, but when it came to a friend's affairs, they would accompany each other even at the cost of their lives.
The Water God narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "Since I was defeated, I will naturally save her. However, if you wish to fight again, Tianwu will gladly keep you company."
Hearing this, the killing intent around Ning Chen receded. With a flip of his palm, he shattered the Ice Coffin's seal, then respectfully bowed and said, "We were discourteous just now. I ask that you lend your aid. I will be eternally grateful."
The Water God was not a narrow-minded person either. Essence gathered in his eyes as he looked at the sleeping woman in the coffin, specks of azure light flickering through his gaze.
A Ghost Body of the underworld. Such a constitution still existed in this world? Unfortunately, this woman's life force had already vanished. Waking her would be difficult.
"With my power, I can only stabilize her spirit body. But making her awaken is beyond my ability," Tianwu, the Water God, said after a moment, the azure light fading from his eyes.
"Mm, that is enough," Ning Chen sighed softly.
Tianwu said no more. He brought two fingers together and gathered essence. Endless life force surged from his body like a rising tide, then transformed into a thin stream that flowed into the woman within the coffin. The faint roar of an azure dragon echoed as the divine power that governed life stabilized the Ghost Maiden's gradually dispersing spirit body.
In but a moment, the Water God's aura had weakened by more than a fraction. Transforming his origin