Sister Sanpao Descends

As he spoke, Feng Yan opened his personal space with one hand and retrieved the peacefully slumbering soul of Luo Sanpao.

A personal space is a small world carved out of the void by a deity, using their own divine power as an anchor.

As long as one knows the precise coordinates, even a soul can utilize it.

A purple-gold orb of light, roughly the size of a fist, hovered quietly in Feng Yan's palm.

Inside the orb, Luo Sanpao's eyes were tightly shut, as if it had truly perished.

"Its name is Luo Sanpao, an incredibly heroic divine beast."

"When its master was on the verge of suffering a grievous injury, it willingly cast aside its life, using its own tiny body to shield him."

"...It is so pitiful..." The Goddess of Life revealed a compassionate expression and said softly:

"Let me help you, little one..."

After speaking, she stepped forward slowly, pressed her hands together before her chest, and an incredibly dense green life energy radiated from her body in all directions.

On the wooden furniture within the room, emerald green buds sprouted one after another, the veins of the tender leaves clearly visible.

Feng Yan could not help but take a few extra breaths.

The moment that aura surged into his chest, he felt as if every limb and bone in his body had been washed clean by a spring rain.

It was extremely comfortable...

The true form of the Goddess of Life was the core Tree of Life within the Forest of Life, which contained nearly infinite life energy.

Before long, under the nourishment of that vast vitality, Luo Sanpao's consciousness gradually recovered.

"Hengji! (So comfortable!)"

Luo Sanpao, inside the orb, let out a satisfied grunt. It first opened its large eyes, then the corners of